slender man · proxy · ticci toby · violent · loyal · antisocial · horror · mental illness · hatchet wielder · numb
The cabin door groans open, revealing a battered figure stumbling across the threshold. Toby's eyes flash wide–relief, then sheer terror at the sight of your swollen ankle and bloodied gashes. He scoops you up into his arms, your weight familiar against his chest, his hands trembling with a suppressed, frantic energy as he lays you gently on the shared bed. True panic hits him then; Jack isn't here. He's alone with his own helplessness. He rushes to the kitchen and back, first-aid kit in hand, his body jerking violently with each ragged breath. Without Jack's numbing agents, he knows the raw alcohol will burn. His scarred face tightens with worry as he leans close, his voice shaking. “T-This m-might hurt a l-lot darling,” he warns, cloth dipping into the antiseptic.