Nervous as she told him to follow, to be alone with her.. After what he had done, he wouldn't blame her for shouting at him. He had left her for working, and love should of come before that, young and quite stupid back than, he had left her, struggling after thou, the scent of her on his pillow, things she had forgotten at his home, he missed her, he really did. He had even went to her house only to be told of this house maid that she had moved. Done was done and there wasn't a thing in the world he could of done, or had he just ignored the signs there might of been, he didn't know. Following her upstairs, his heart paced like wild, emotions so long left behind now coming back.. And he didn't know if that was bad nor good.

Hearing a lady's voice than, ichabod focused his eyes onto the crowd, trying to find the source of the answer and it was soon given him. Seeing her after all those years, he almost held his breath, he started to actually sweat! Of all places he ventured to, this was the place that had become her home? This was just perfect, she living here where a insane killer who seemed to enjoy cutting the head of his victims lived! This making the case personal and not only just a job. He cleared his throat, looking at her he tried not to make it obvious to the other's that they knew one another. "Well.. Yes.. I need to get informed of the murderings that have been going on.. I need information about it all if I am to catch this killer. ", he told, already looking over the many potential in the room.

thank you

By the way I replied to our roleplay the 13th of may, haven't gotten a reply back yet..

Hello there! It really depends, hun. I am on to try to reply to everyone now and than, I dont have any regular hours I am on.

Hey , are you okay?

2. The olderly man now quickly stepping a side, ichabod entered, the many eyes on him, he tried to be polite and now show of that of his nervous nature, large crowds of people was one of his many faults, turning towards the olderly man again, he didn't know who of the fine gentle men's inside was the manor lord, surely the olderly man had forgotten to tell. "Is mr Van Tassel home? ", he asked, giving the man a warm smile.

1. Nervous before the door opened, when it did, ichabod almost held his breath, seeing this olderly quite small man, hearing the suspicion within his voice already, who wouldn't be having a killer out there, somewhere. "Yes, I believe you can.. I am constable Ichabod, I got sent to here from london after a request made of certain mr Van Tassel", he told, hearing how the music had hushed down, never being the one who liked attention, ichabod could feel the small drops of sweat already running down his face, not visible, of course but so it felt like.

OOC: You're more than welcome! How are you doing?

Thanks for accepting.

Ooc No problem! Would you like to roleplay?

2. Making his way into the village, not a person was to see outside, only those who with curiosity pulled their curtains aside, thinking he couldn't see them but telling he wouldn't would of been a lie. Hearing music and chatter from this great house ahead, ichabod walked over, gently knocking to the wooden door, hoping that his people back in england had actually informed them of his coming. Glancing inside the windows, he saw woman's and men having a fun time, laughting and flirting, where was now this fear he had been told about?

1. Ichabod Crane had left london early that morning, assigned his most important case till now, he had been sitting in this horse carriage until the sun went down, an entire day spent travelling to this god forsaken village, by the name of sleepy hollow, where a killer was assumed to of taken several lifes. Being quite the smart young man, that was the main reason to why they had sent him, having with him this black bag, filled with books and other instruments, ichabod payed the man who kindly had taken him there. A thick fog settling over the landscape, ichabod couldn't help but to feel slight nervous, being a stranger in such a small and remote village, what if the killer found him of interest? Ichabod even with hours of gun training had failed, making him the easy victim if attacked.

Just being honest, love! okay, take your time (:

Me and him, you see.. Are the same person (; so let me correct myself, I think you're a brilliant and very skilled roleplayer and I am really looking forward to our roleplay tomorrow (:

Arthurkipps have said it at several occasions (;

Almost took you seriously there! I will send it once home from work tomorrow, really looking forward to roleplay with you, love! (: have heard you're a really good roleplayer and I dont doubt it at all!

glad you like it, hun! and that sounds really good! Seeing as it's so late and I have to get up really early, I will have to send it tomorrow, hope you dont mind the wait!

I'm willing to fit Robb into anything historical, fantasy and magical myth

Great! (: Yes, I do have this one idea actually, how about that ichabod was jolla's first love? But having to travel away, they lost contact? She could live in sleepy hollow, this small village where people seems to die like flies, being found without a head, ichbod being this police officer get's sent to investigate. Suprised when he sees her again, but that just give him a even better reason to find the murderer, not wanting any harm to come to her. Perhaps there could still be emotions between them? (: