[as Harry draws closer to the letters, Norman lowers himself slowly from a fire escape by his webbing, silent and stealthy in the dark. in the instant that Harry's hand makes contact with the human doppelganger's shoulder, Norman strikes, his fangs biting into the back of Harry's neck just enough to be able to dose him with venom. He wraps his spider-legs around Harry so that he can restrain him long enough for it to take effect, hoping that it's quick, that he can get the answer he needs and then finish the plan successfully.
a quick flicker of those horrible, faintly glowing yellow eyes over Harry's shoulder is enough to signal the human who is so clearly not Kim at this close a distance. he doesn't need to be 'told' twice, and pelts past both monsters out of the alley.
Norman breathes in, feeling every minute detail of how Harry is struggling against him. he savors it, but not in the way the Goblin would have. more in a clinically detached sort of sense, a scientist observing the effects of an experiment: because that's precisely what this is, a hypothesis being tested in a carefully controlled environment. When he speaks, his voice is calm, level.]
I'll ask you one more time. Which of your voices encourages these righteous murders of yours?
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a quick flicker of those horrible, faintly glowing yellow eyes over Harry's shoulder is enough to signal the human who is so clearly not Kim at this close a distance. he doesn't need to be 'told' twice, and pelts past both monsters out of the alley.
Norman breathes in, feeling every minute detail of how Harry is struggling against him. he savors it, but not in the way the Goblin would have. more in a clinically detached sort of sense, a scientist observing the effects of an experiment: because that's precisely what this is, a hypothesis being tested in a carefully controlled environment. When he speaks, his voice is calm, level.]
I'll ask you one more time. Which of your voices encourages these righteous murders of yours?