Haze. Everything was a dark and blurry haze as Edgar's mind swam back into consciousness. With the steady thumping in his head, his initial assumption was that he was being woken up by an early hangover. However, just as he was going to wipe what he thought to be sweat from his brow, he felt a tug against his wrists. Something was holding him in place and he couldn't yet tell what.

Groaning softly, he moved his head from where it had been leaning against his shoulder. It was after he had done that, that he realized he wasn't even in his home as he had planned to be. He squeezed his eyes shut tightly, trying to remember what had happened to him after he had left Esther and Blaze to talk.

Breathing deeply, he tried to muddle through his memories but all he could manage was his drive to his apartment and stepping out of his car before going around to its trunk to pull out some cases of paperwork. Unfortunately, that was all.

Grunting, he attempted to use his magic to release himself but for reasons beyond his knowledge, he couldn't manage it. Moaning softly in both pain and desperation, he searched the room again and that was the moment a door slammed shut from behind him.

Stilling, he tried to pretend he hadn't awoken yet as the heavy steps resounded behind him. The cheery, deep voice that called out not even a minute later let him know he had done a poor job of it.

"Hey there, buddy! Didn't think you'd be awake so early. Guess I'm going to get to calling the girlfriend sooner than expected," the voice spoke out as it moved closer, leaning in towards Edgar from over his shoulder, coming into view with a wide smile.

"You're disgusting you know that? Dating a sweet, human girl like that just so you can corrupt her body with your filth." The way he spoke made the trash he was spilling from his lips sound so casual but they cut. They cut Edgar where the hunter needed it to. Pulling away, he pressed the buttons on Edgar's phone screen and set it on speaker phone, letting it ring out in the abandoned, rotted cabin deep in the woods as he waited for Blaze to pick up.

Why does this always- Anyways.

Fuck: Andy

Marry: Blaze

Kill: Joe

Ethically speaking, probably almost kill Blaze while feeding.

Eyes: What is your favorite show to watch?

At the moment, it’s probably Luther. Not many people know about it since it doesn’t air in the US, I think, but I like it.

Mouth: Do you want to kiss anyone right now?

Blaze, obviously.

Windpipe: Do you sing?

Occasionally. It’s only a hobby and often times occurs in the shower or when I’m cleaning my apartment.

Cheeks: Do you blush easily?

I do not. But if I did, I don’t think it would be very noticeable.

Hands: Are you an artist/writer?

Hardly.

Heart: Are you in love? If so, does the one you love know?

I’m not sure if I’m in love but I am very attracted to Blaze. I don’t usually get into relationships unless I can see love happening in the future.

Chest: Are your maternal/parental instincts strong?

It depends on the situation but overall no. I don’t think so.

Stomach: Do you feel confident in your body image?

There are some things I wouldn’t mind fixing but I’m okay with the way I look overall. So yes.

Back: Are you a virgin?

I am not.

Hips: Do you like to dance?

Do I like to? Hmm… Sometimes.

Ankles: Have you ever been arrested?