[center][h1][color=a2d39c]Gerard Connolly[/color][/h1]
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[hr] [color=a2d39c]Location:[/color]  Westminister Hospital
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	It is more so out of instinct that Gerard was feeling mildly wary of the man next to him. His experiences and relationship with the british military was not entirely good in memory, almost half of his life they were his enemies. He had killed plenty like him in his time pillaging ships, and in the process equally taking his closest friends. That is why to Gerard, it felt almost strange enough that they were exchanging hospitable words rather than swords and bullets. 

	He did try to produce a response, only more or less out of courtesy when their attention was caught by the doctor's earlier statements regarding the current matter. What he provided was indeed of great help at least now they know where they should start looking. But the doctor's last statement had set off his determination, he could feel his heart rapidly break out of his chest. He wanted to leave set forth as soon as possible. 

	As the doctor left, he was now alone with the man who introduced himself earlier as Fryor. Seems like fate meant to partner them together for this, and seeing that they're the only hope Millicent has got, he himself truly hopes that they will all come through this. After a few short silence Gerard thought to reconcile their cut off introduction, giving him a rather awkward nod, [color=a2d39c]"I'm Gerard Connolly." [/color]said, he could not seem to maintain eye contact with the man. [color=a2d39c]" Sir Fryor, what do you suggest we should do first?"[/color] It would seem imprudent if he were to lead between the two of them, even though Gerard was eager to the entire time. Dr. Graham did suggest Sir Kildragon's regiment, so it will be most likely they will start there. 

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[center][h1][color=f6989d]Frances Warwick[/color][/h1]
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[hr] [color=f6989d]Location:[/color]  The Glimmeric;
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	Frances took it to mind what Sarah had said. Could she be saying this because she did not want to keep her from staying? The madame had made it clear for the girls to come forth if there are things that would bother them, specially to the one's like Sarah Anne. But she now took some concern on the nightmare she had, though it may come of as silly and may only be nothing more but a terrified girl's harmless dream, there could be more to it although not necessary directly. Frances would take it as a sign, or a warning most like it. After all how the body was found unusually, and rather suspiciously she would definitely bet on something sinister about it. It was partly her first thought when she first saw the body. This might only be an overthought but assuming it were ever true, then she's only a short walk away from Nuetermyre. Or maybe she should probably just drop by, just to be sure.

	[color=f6989d]"Yes, no need to fret about it. The body has already been taken off the street. You can go see for yourself. "[/color] she gave her a reassuring smile. Frances stands up from her sitting and looking down at Sarah [color=f6989d]"If you don't feel like resting, you could always go out and interact with the others. If only to keep your mind away from it."[/color] she suggests. [color=f6989d]"Although they may jest on it, I'm sure they truly sympathize. It could turn anyone's good day into a terrible one."[/color]