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Lulu will show you how it's done. ([info]ultimafury) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2008-07-15 11:02:00
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Who: Lulu and Artan.
What: Getting a tattoo.
When: Last night, after this thread.
Where: Artan's shop.
Warnings: Swearing and needles.



Lulu took a taxi to Artan's shop, a paper printout of the design in her purse. She didn't want to think about how or why it was on the internet to begin with. Instead, she was focused on her goal: to have her memories put into her skin, so she wouldn't forget. Brother being around gave her a bit of hope that other people might arrive, but she didn't want to forget what they'd done in the meantime.

She didn't know much about tattooing, but she'd been sure to wear a t-shirt instead of a corset. Common sense told her that she'd have to lift up her shirt, and she didn't want something too complicated to put back on. She adjusted the black cotton nervously as they approached the shop, leaning forward to pay the driver and exit the cab. Portkeying was a simple convenience that she was quickly growing attached to - how easy and convenient to be able to travel anywhere in a heartbeat! It beat airships any day, though that was something she'd never tell Brother. Skwisgaar had returned to Mini-Mordhaus, so she was able to be out all night without him worrying or even knowing where she'd gone. She wondered how he'd react.

She knocked on the door before trying the knob to the shop, pushing it open. "Hello?"


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