Ichabod Crane

❝No, you must believe me. It was a horseman, a dead one. Headless.❞ | #Captain|SV|RP|Descriptive|Literate| #Vile|

[Ichabod Crane @BloodyConstable]

++ party right beside them. [@BewitchingHim]

[Ichabod Crane @BloodyConstable]

++ his eyes on @BewitchingHim instead of looking around and seeing the band, the people and the Van Tassel family that walked into the ++

[Ichabod Crane @BloodyConstable]

++ Van Tassel, I mean to speak to your father, I imagine. I am Constable Ichabod Crane. I come from New York" He kept ++ [@BewitchingHim]

[Ichabod Crane @BloodyConstable]

++ demeanor, who seemed to be watching him with a strong hatred. Oh, must be @BewitchingHim's man. That wouldn't surprise him. "Well, Ms. ++

[Ichabod Crane @BloodyConstable]

With a confused and taken back expression, he watched the men around him, and his eyes fell upon one of a strong ++ [@BewitchingHim]

[Ichabod Crane @BloodyConstable]

++ and himself. [@BewitchingHim]

[Ichabod Crane @BloodyConstable]

++ gaze to look at everyone else around him. He then realized that the music had stopped, and everyone was turned towards @BewitchingHim ++

[Ichabod Crane @BloodyConstable]

++ his head to avert his gaze from @BewitchingHim to the man beside him, an uncomfortable look on his features. He quickly turned his ++

[Ichabod Crane @BloodyConstable]

++ Yet, he felt the eyes of the man beside him boring holes into his back, probably @BewitchingHim's man, he assumed. He slightly turned ++

[Ichabod Crane @BloodyConstable]

++ hitching as he saw @BewitchingHim's beautiful features. "Thank you.." He hissed, barley audible as he got lost in her maroon orbs. ++

[Ichabod Crane @BloodyConstable]

++ blonde lean toward and pressing her soft lips to his cheek. He watched as @BewitchingHim took off her blindfold, his breath slightly ++

[Ichabod Crane @BloodyConstable]

He stood very still as @BewitchingHim examined his face with her small hands, a small, genuine smile curling upon his lips as he saw the ++

[Ichabod Crane @BloodyConstable]

++ he had only a slight idea as to what she looks like. [@BewitchingHim]

[Ichabod Crane @BloodyConstable]

++ in a quiet voice, now that the music has stopped for a reason he did not know. Since the blindfold took most of @BewitchingHim's face, ++

[Ichabod Crane @BloodyConstable]

++ brush upon his face. He turned to look at the blindfolded @BewitchingHim, a little taken back. "I fear I am just a stranger" He said ++

[Ichabod Crane @BloodyConstable]

++ Seemed to be involved with, Ichabod passed around the circle and tried to move towards the door, when he felt hands ++ [@BewitchingHim]

[Ichabod Crane @BloodyConstable]

++ frame towards the men in the back of the room, without noticing @BewitchingHim in the middle. Not to disturb the so called game they ++

[Ichabod Crane @BloodyConstable]

Making his way through the crowd of dancing and singing people was quite hard for the newcomer, but he slid his tall ++ [@BewitchingHim]

[Ichabod Crane @BloodyConstable]

++ to where he shall go and who were his delightful hosts. [@BewitchingHim]

[Ichabod Crane @BloodyConstable]

++ filled his ears as he walked closer towards a circle of young gentleman, that he hoped could give him indication as ++ [@BewitchingHim]