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@more-things-in-heaven-hell ;; From here.

[🚬] He gives him a confused look. "Did you hit your head or something?" Stepping over to him, he pokes at his forehead. "Come on, Blondie, it's me. Nicholas....Ringing any bells?"

#;;nicholas d. wolfwood #;;the punisher #more-things-in-heaven-hell #he's so confused...

Foxie: “If it bothers you so much, I can push you over too!”

Bunny: “Um... who are you?”

#Foxie Baldi #Bunny Baldi #princialdi8's Baldi #The story continues...#comic?#storyline #it's cano on my blog dear #he's so confused...

@ichxgo: continued from here.

The reaction is so quick, so violent that it sends a jolt of alarm up his spine. The hollow jerked back a step, turning toward the woman who had, of course, whirled back around at Ichigo’s outburst. His hand came up, fingers wrapping around the handle of the sword strapped across his back. He got as far as easing the familiar weight of it from its place, yet to draw it, let alone swing it around, before a confused frown replaced the startled readiness that had come to his features.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, reappraised the woman paying him no heed. A human, as he’d first noted upon entering the room and so had dismissed her. The weight of his sword settled back into place as he dropped his hand, eyes edging from the human, to Ichigo, and back.

“This is just a human...” He said, a little unsure, since it’d earned such a harsh and immediate response. He stepped closer to the woman, she didn’t seem like anything special, hardly even a trace of reiatsu. Certainly not dangerous. He waved a hand before her face. “She can’t even s-”

The words froze on his tongue.

She. Not it. Ichigo wouldn’t have referred to a human as–

Oh.

Pale brows arched slightly as it settled in that he was the source of Ichigo’s panic. Once, that would have brought him great amusement, but now... His features twisted into something of a heatless sneer that was equal parts disdain and confusion. “I wouldn’t- I don’t eat people, we’ve been over this.” And it had been a decidedly unpleasant conversation, the last time it had been brought up. Painful, even, in ways that weren’t physical but equally as damaging. Not an easily forgotten conversation.

It.

The wording, so simple, left a bitter taste in his mouth and his gaze sharpened, snapping over to Ichigo, where he half hung from that odd looking bed. He curled his lip. “What’s goin’ on?” He demanded, “Why are you here? What’s-” His attention fell on the simple restraint keeping Ichigo bound to the bed and he did nothing to cover the instinctive anger that it brought. It was a simple thing for him to cross the last stride between them and reach out to yank it from the railing like it was nothing, leaving the pitiful bindings to dangle from Ichigo’s wrist. “You’re injured. Call your friend and lets get outta here. You owe me answers but any place that ties people up is a place I’ll probably lose my temper in.”

#ichxgo #he's so confused...#btw don't feel pressured to turn these prompts into threads if you don't want to?#i don't mind either way but you are a very busy person lately so I understand lol