@csuriiit asked .
tabe stumbled back and forth down one of the million-and-a-half halls in the yakuza base. his 'mask' that really wasn't a mask was torn at the mouth, a steady trickle of blood percolating from his jaws between the stitches of the mesh bag. in his current state, tabe couldn't be bothered to notice if it was his or someone else's. he just wanted the thick copper taste out of his mouth. he groaned weakly, a sick sound from the back of his throat, as he paced up and down to find just about anyone.
the smell easily stood out from the normal sterile bleached environment of the halls , even in the testing room for eri was without the smell of blood she made sure it was after all it would simply lead to more struggling.
though the give-away was the difference in blood type , quite different from eri’s or her own.
stepping out in the halls the source was found easily even if the blood hadn’t been there the noise was one rarely found here ❝ tabe ❞ she uttered the name aloud , hopefully without alarming them approaching him with caution even if he where wounded , a warning bite would make the whole thing worse.
❝ . . . didn’t i tell you not to bite off more that you could chew ? ❞ there was a sigh however a webbed hand reached out to help him stand.
