Holly had also had her experiences, but none of that had ever prepared her for a time when she would need to get off her rocks on vampire blood to cure her broken legs. It was obviously unheard of, and she could only hope it was akin to that one time she had tried acid while at a club in Amsterdam. Except she couldn't really dance it off this time around, which could prove to be problematic.
"Neither have I...but I really don't want to wait three months and my magic can only do so much." And by so much she meant it could only take away the pain and weirdness she felt on her legs from time to time. "Really, you don't?" She smiled. That was actually a good thing, she supposed. When Zeke mentioned Brodie Holly's eyes widened. "Ooooh, you think he'd know someone? God it feels so dirty." Holly frowned. "I've never done anything like this before. But it's for a good cause, right?" She rubbed Zeke's cheek with the back of her hand. "You think you can ask Brodie about it then? I'd ask but you guys are tighter, you know, might be better if you do it."