{Third Case, Second Observation} Why can't there be days like this.....

Jul 07, 2010 21:15

[Ichabod wasn't about to put on those god awful shorts again and decided to go with something that he was most comfortable with. His hair hasn't seen a comb in a few days now and it was getting a bit messy from the lack of grooming. The same for his face since he was unable to shave and a small mustache was beginning to show.

He saw this in the mirror and cringed. He preferred to be clean cut and prepared but here, he had hardly the resources he needed to keep his clean appearance.

He sighed and moved out of the tent. He took a mental note of his tent's position among the others and this time, he found a rock and carved in it the word, "Crane" in the stone with another rock. Whether he would see it or not at night was a different matter.

After a few minutes of preparing for his departure, he felt satisfied and left the tent completely. His destination was to find Elizabeth and explore this island before nightfall.]

((Feel free to notice him and poke fun at his....small mustache.))

plot: surf's up, ichabod crane

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