Watcher in the Woods

detectivenygma:

[It all happens in a split second, and Edward doesn’t try getting up once he’s found himself on the floor. He grabs his face, specifically his nose, to stop the bleeding, and swallows thickly to quell the rising urge to vomit.]

Nng.

[Clearly physicalities wasn’t going to help with this one.]

That descriptor isn’t applicable on my person.

[He sniffs, pinching his nose. It hurts, but he’s dealt with worse pain before.]

Why are you so determined to stay?

-The thing seems amused by his pain- 

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