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Gerard Connolly

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Location: Wyndham Estate

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Gerard nodded in agreement as Cook asked him to fetch for a constable, it would be wise to get this matter over with lest Mrs. Wyndham find the house in this predicament. Knowing Mrs Wyndham surely everyone of them will be fiercely blamed for this mess.

Wendy gently tugged his trousers, intelligently asking for his attention. Scurrying out the door, Gerard curiously went to follow. She then led him outside the house adjacent to the trellis and to the broken glass on the ground. Only then he noticed the flowers next to it, they werent stolen. He picked it up from the ground, gently dusting the fragile petals with his calloused thumb.

Some part of him wouldn't let the worry ease, there's bound to be some unpleasant intention as to why anyone would do this. His thoughts would stress at the worst possibilities, overthought as they were in his mind. It was only good that Millie was not around at the time of the break in. Setting aside the fact that whoever made the mistake of doing so when she's around would get their sorry behinds mercilessly battered , still the worst case stood out the most to him. It was his fear of losing, failing to protect those he could and those he should, as if in a hopeless instant fate would once again take away the only good thing that's happened to him. The stems of the flowers slightly bent as his grip tightened around them.

His gaze turned up, from the broken trellis leading up to the window of Millie's bedroom. Abigail mentioned before that Millie must have opened the window before she left for Almacks this evening, indicating the possibility that someone might have used it to climb up possibly to Millie's room. He would want to check if he could but felt it wouldn't be appropriate, if not a tad intrusive.

Putting the flowers on his inner coat pocket, Gerard walked to the street, the thoughts still on his mind, with his trusty companion trailing ahead. The evening was quiet, almost in an odd and eerie way even at this hour. He looked around near the estate for a constable, he thought he could catch one making rounds on the streets.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

Gerard Connolly

Location; Wyndham Estate

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"Flowers?" Gerard gave the woman a confused look, earlier this morning he gave Milli some flowers that he brought from his morning stroll. He asked where it was placed and when he went over the room once again and out the window he saw what used to contain the flowers, shattered and the broken trellis that seemed to have been used as a ladder. It indeed looked like somebody had gone up and in from this window. He was utterly confused as to why someone would break in somebody's abode and going through all that effort just to steal a bunch of hand picked flowers.

"I've given Ms. Milli some flowers this mornin' as a gift." he confessed, thinking that it was the same flowers that was stolen from the office "Why would anyone want to steal that?" he was musing to himself more than asking directly to the group before him. It did seemed like nothing else of value was stolen, with an obvious case of a break in and one of the workers getting hurt in the process "Should we call a constable?" He thought it would be the right thing to do. Before working for the Wyndham's Gerard had quite a few run ins with the law but he knew well to leave his unsavory habits behind. Life here in the estate was a life that's honest and worthwhile for a change. He did not want that to be taken away too.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

@Lady Amalthea Would it be possible to have Wendy take a sniff on the scene, with the broken vase and the trellis, to maybe follow the trail on a clue or to the perp?

EDIT; Have to have a post up there since I'm off to class for the next hours and am scared of having my counter reach to 7 >_<

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

Gerard Connolly

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Location: Wyndham Manor

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Gerard was greeted distressfully by Abigail, and told him that they had been robbed. With no time to spare he walked hastily to the manor with her "Was anybody hurt?", he asked on the way. But as he went inside he was welcomed of what had been left of the chaos and an injured Everett, the Wyndham's butler. Gerard asked him concernedly if he was going to be alright, and was pleased to know that Abigail tried to tend his injuries awhile ago.

He stepped inside the room to further inspect the scene, he thought whoever did this must have been searching in a hurry, drastically for it's target. And it doesn't seem to be any of the valuables in the office, as none of it seemed to have been stolen. What could the perpetrator be looking for in such a hurry? And with how the room was torn up, some things didn't seem to fit well. For all they know this could have been a set up to cover the perpetrator's tracks, or it could be someone inside the manor who had truly did it. If so who else could have the keys to the room aside from Ms. Millie? After looking around the room for some minutes, he then went back to the hallway and turned to Abigail, "How long ago did this happen? And has anyone seen anything? " then turning to the old butler, whatever the case, he thought it wise to address the matter to a constable.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

Gerard Connolly

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Location: Back to the Wyndham Manor

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Gerard took his leave after he went over the details of the recent events with the bishop which he did his best to respond at the best of his memory. As he hopped on over to his steed and went on his way, he couldn't help reflecting on the woman's words earlier. The words somehow gnawed on him, a feeling in his gut that something bad was going to happen. He was not sure how or why but it was a feeling all the same which brought him unease. He worried about Milli, her family and everyone else, hoping that what he's worrying over is nothing more than a false feeling.

Walking lazily, Gerard let out a heavy yawn. The day had almost rendered him exhausted, passing over within the city proper to having witnessing a soulless in action. The people there have recognized him still from earlier, eyes on him while some murmur amongst themselves. Though the presence of fear had left from them since, it hadnt stopped them from worrying on what lies ahead. How many more of them will befall to such a fate? One of them could be next.

As he reached near the park, and unto the Manor gates, he was greeted by Wendy who rushed at him with her more than usual greeting. Going down and unto his knees he gave her a calming pat "What is it, old girl?" Standing up, he followed her as she ran inside.

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