Re: Holding Pens
The Were noted the broken door, the slump of the boy, and though the scents in a heavily trafficked place like this were always overlapping, aging, and muddling together, there was no doubt a whiff of Vamp and the Human himself, like freshly tilled soil in the summer.
"Oi," Zoro raised his voice at the boy, his tone serious. "Do you need a guard in here?" There was a beat before he added - "or a medic?" He knew how it was around here. Some prospective buyers wanted to sample the merchandise before they paid. Some of them sampled the new arrivals every week, and never bought a damned thing.