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Post by Alec Individual on May 3, 2007 22:44:10 GMT -5
Ichabod tried not to distract himself with the snake. "I..." he had forgotten, "I...Oh, I am looking for a Horseman. A dead one. No, I'm looking for his grave."
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Post by Willow Short on May 5, 2007 22:28:03 GMT -5
"i know what you speak of."she said bustleing around the room, collecting things and putting them on a table."sit."
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Post by Alec Individual on May 9, 2007 21:59:24 GMT -5
He looked around and hesitantly took a seat. "What are you doing?" he asked.
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Post by Willow Short on May 9, 2007 22:03:11 GMT -5
"summoning."she said blending things together and straping her arms doew."whatever you do dont come close"she said breathing deeply and going limp
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Post by Alec Individual on May 9, 2007 22:04:41 GMT -5
He cleared his throat, slightly afraid and morbidly interested in this practice. "Madame? Are you all right?" he asked, stupidly.
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Post by Willow Short on May 9, 2007 22:08:37 GMT -5
she twiched and jerked towards him, muttering insain things, mainly telling him where the horseman was buried as she tryed to get to him to strangle him, then suddenly she slumped down and grew quiet
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Post by Alec Individual on May 9, 2007 22:17:32 GMT -5
He had started. After a moment Ichabod had enough sense to get out of his chair, but at this time the woman was quiet. "Madame?" he muttered, not daring move closer. When she made no reply he simply nodded. "Then I shall take my leave of you," he said and bowed his head and left in a hurry.
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Post by Willow Short on May 9, 2007 22:18:47 GMT -5
Ginny was watching a butterfly flutter around, half heartedly trying to catch it. she didnt notice him, too caught up in her game
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Post by Alec Individual on May 9, 2007 22:22:51 GMT -5
"Can we go now?" he asked, tapping her shoulder and then making his way quickly past her. "I've just about had enough of strange things for one day. I can't believe I'm pursuing a dead man."
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Post by Willow Short on May 9, 2007 22:39:44 GMT -5
she followed him:"what did she say?"
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Post by Alec Individual on May 9, 2007 22:43:15 GMT -5
"'Follow the indian trial through the forest, stop...' I forgot," he admitted, "Something about a dead tree. Let's just go."
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Post by Willow Short on May 9, 2007 22:45:15 GMT -5
she nodded and followed him."so whats it like in her 'house' "
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Post by Alec Individual on May 9, 2007 22:46:41 GMT -5
"It felt like I was in the catacombes of Poe's The Cask of Amantillado," he said, "except it was smaller."
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Post by Willow Short on May 9, 2007 22:52:00 GMT -5
"poe...oh him...hes got a grim look in life,"
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