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Adile did not like the concept of permanence. She felt that she was like water or a leaf in the wind. Going wherever she pleased, allowing other's decisions to take her places. She was happy with her life like that—not worrying about the future that wasn't guaranteed was a lot easier for her. Adile had always liked the idea of a tattoo, but once you got one, you couldn't easily get rid of it. She didn't like the thought of walking around the rest of her life with something on her skin she hated. But being spontaneous was something she was good at. "Exactly," she nodded, glad that someone agreed because not everyone did. "Yeah, they do and I don't know color is scary."
Hearing that caused Lucas to smile. Life was much more fun when you didn't think about small decisions. Other things he knew you couldn't dive into without thinking them through but he was all for a little fun once in a while. Though he knew tattoos were always something that needed at least a little thought. Though a small tattoo was better than getting something bigger and he wasn't just saying that as a tattoo artist. "It does." He spoke in agreement. "I couldn't agree more so no need to change them." If he did anything he regretted, it's not like he could change them. "I mean outlines do look pretty cool."
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Adile knew that she was being overly cautious and paranoid about her family finding out. They did not keep up with her anymore and whenever they called, all they did was complain about the life she could have if she'd just gone to college. She knew that was their way of caring, but it really annoyed her. "Yeah, and I mean I'm happy and everything with my life. Like I don't want to be a maid my whole life, but I don't really like plans either. Sometimes being spontaneous is so much more fun than sitting around planning things." Adile kept the door open. "What design are you thinking?"
His own parents checked in on him but they lived in a different country so he didn't get to see them too much. It really made him wonder what it would have been like if they lived in Aurora Bay with him. Jason nodded his head as he listened to her speak. "Ah, I see. I mean then I get they'd have a different view on things. Very high profile careers as well." Jason followed after her, smiling a bit. "Exactly. Might get a small one myself."
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"You should feel disrespectful, but it's okay because he doesn't have ears and probably wouldn't care either way." Adile nodded at her own logic.
She had no idea how to play any of these games. Her hand eye coordination was terrible—it always had been. Even watching people play games, she didn't understand how they could focus on the games for hours. She could barely clean a single room at work before getting bored.
"Well, we don't want that," she replies with a laugh. "Brains in tact only. I'm starting a club." Adile knew she was weird, but she didn't care.
"Why google when we could make up a story instead that's probably far cooler than the one you'd find on google."
"I feel a little disrespectful for all the times I called him anything but that."
Not to mention the colourful string of curses levelled towards the pixels any time he found himself having to read the words 'GAME OVER' on screen in large taunting letters.
Reggie's hand's raised then, mimicing in gesture what he thinks it would look like if an explosion went off right next to his head when she asked why a ball would have a mouth.
"You're blowing my mind right now."
His hands drop then, his expression still that of someone who was both mildly disturbed and wholly intrigued.
"I have no idea. Should we google it? I feel like we should google it."
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"But it's still your art," she frowned. It didn't matter if the ink wasn't expensive. That wasn't the point she was making. "I'd hate to waste your time." Although she did kind of like the idea of getting something small.
"Really?" Adile looked at the little design. She'd seen similar designs all over the place and really liked it. She wondered if there were other water inspired tattoos she could get. "I think no color to start."
"Nah, it's not permanent and the ink of a pen is much less expensive than the ink for a tattoo." That's to say, no one is going to care and if he gets a sale out of it then it's even better.
"The waves, huh?" He repeats, glancing at the design and nodding. "We can try it out for sure. Color or no color?" He asks, tilting his head a bit to see if he'd have to get his assortment out or if they were doing a simple black and grey.
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"I had a friend that had them done when they were like barely eighteen and that was her experience." Adile personally didn't think that she'd ever get that done, mostly because it seemed unnecessary to her. She preferred not having piercings outside her ears—it was her personal aesthetic. "I donno. It wasn't that bad. At least they cared about me," she shrugged. They had. Though they wanted her to go into a field they chose for her, they weren't upset when they realized it wasn't going to happen. "They were protective," Adile said. She hated defending them when they barely spoke to her. They'd been disappointed in her, but she knew it was for the best. "No, they don't do any of that. I don't like them judging me. Which is a me issue, but still." She knew it was silly. "I am their only child, yes."
"I find them so hot but apparently they don't always heal and they can be a bitch." Without mentioning that the whole thing was painful and she'd heard things about the tube or needle that went through. She couldn't imagine what it was like to have parents like that because she'd never been in that situation before. "It sucks that they don't allow you to be your own person, especially now that you're older." Her head tilted while she tried to think of whether she should ask what she wanted. "Do they, like, pay for things or are you more worried that they would stop speaking to you?" Unfortunately, she knew that the latter was real situations that people dealt with which was unfortunate. "Oh, see that makes sense. Are you their only child?" / @adiletopal
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"They're not that boring." If she was considered boring then her parents needed to hear that because they'd always struggled to keep her sitting still. "Right, well, let's go." Adile frowned and looked at the studio. With the door open, she felt braver and stepped through the door. "Right, okay."
"Mm, both of those sound really boring if you ask me," Not that she had, but Esma was willing to give her opinion anyway as per usual. When the other brunette announced she was ready, Esma opened the door to the studio. "Come on then." @adiletopal
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"I guess it was kind of fun. There was always something going on. It wasn't as glamorous as like New York or whatever." Her parents had wanted her to go back to Turkey when she was younger, but they gave that idea up when they realized she was better off in the states. "Chicago?! Wow that's really cool. I've never been there." A small town like Aurora Bay was nice though because she felt like she saw more people she knew on a daily basis. Her life smaller in a good way. "Hey now, don't offend your blob tattoo. It has feelings too," she laughed. "See I do things without thinking of the consequences, but it's different when it's something permanent. I change my mind too often."
Adile thought about it and yeah, she was ready to do it. It was a little ink and some pain, but it was something for herself and she was ready. "Yes! I would love that. I think you and I are gonna be very good friends and I cannot think of a better way to start out beautiful friendship." Adile had a grin on her face. "Freedom choice for sure."
"DC huh? That's pretty cool!" She'd been a handful of times growing up with her parents. "I'm from Chicago, so another import to this little town. There's definitely great places all over! Just gotta look. I will say don't be like me when I was barely seventeen and just rolled up to the first shop I found with no research. I got an awful one on my back that was supposed to be some symbolic shit of bird wings taking flight, and it's just a blob essentially." Luce shook her head, sighing to herself. "Was fun to make my dad's face get so red from how mad he was though."
Or I could go for it and be brave. Luce's face lit up at that, grinning excitedly and damn near bouncing on the spot as she nodded, "Oh dude, I'll so go with you if you wanted! We could get ones together? Sounds like a fun way to spend an afternoon, getting matching tattoos with someone you just met. Definitely a freedom choice."
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"No, it wouldn't." It wouldn't kill her or anything. It might be fun. She wasn't used to feeling in over her depths. She did a lot for fun and rarely ever thought about the consequences, but the second she thought about doing something that would stick around forever, she got nervous. It's part of the reason she never went to college. Coming up with a life plan was a lot of work and it was easier for her to do what she wanted in the moment. Was being a maid her whole life goal? Probably not. However, it was fun and it let her be independent—which was more important than anything else. "Regretting actions seems like a waste of time," she replied. "Besides, most outcomes, even if they could be changed, happened for a reason." She shrugged. Adile only had the one regret. "I don't think I want color. I think the outlines are cool on their own."
"Yeah? Well then it wouldn't hurt to get a small tattoo at all." Maybe it was due to doing tattoo as a job that he tried to convince others to do so if they were at least a little interested. Plus smaller ones were easier to cover up so at least he wasn't encouraging something big. "Oh? I mean that's good then. I feel I have too many regrets." Not like he could fix any of them now. "That eliminates that then." No one wanted something spelled wrong on their body. "Hmm, maybe something they have something that jumps out at you. Like they have a ton of heart ones for the holiday. Seems they have items that are red or pink too."
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Adile had never considered her parents strict. They were protective, but they hadn't ever stopped her from doing the things that she wanted to do or explore the world. They were always here to pick up the pieces when she failed. She knew they were waiting for her to tail in Aurora Bay, but Adile knew that she was having fun on her own. "I think it's just because they're in fields where it's a little different. My dad's an ambassador and my mom's a doctor." Adile shrugged. "Alright, lets go," she nodded and opened the door. "Time to do something just for me or whatever."
Jason let his eyes look over the shop more as he listened to the other talk. The temptation of another tattoo was hitting him and he'd love to get another down the line to dedicate to one of his other family members. "Ah, I see. My parents got more lenient as me and my sister got older. I know if I got a tattoo when I was a teenager, they'd come after me. I mean, maybe a part of you would feel guilty in a way." He shrugs a bit. "Well, let's go in. We can see what they are offering. Maybe that will help sway your decision."
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Adile had never thought about something permanent on her body because she had long ago thought that nothing was permanent in life—including life itself. She was like water, ever flowing, ever changing, ever going where the path of least resistance was. But she was more curious about why people got tattoos in the first place. Although she knew that not everyone really wanted to talk about why they got the ones they got. She wouldn't be offended if they didn't talk to her about their tattoos. "Well, that's cool." Adile looked at some of the deigns that were on sale. "I don't think I've ever thought of getting one just because it's cool."
Marco was a pretty open person when asked but weirdly with tattoos he didn't brag about them much. He enjoyed each of them, but he was just not sure it was something he truly wanted to highlight. "Thanks," he said simply with a grin. "Um, kinda? Half of mine do, but the two on my chest are just random ones and I'd get something just because it's cool as well." He admitted as he looked at what was offered for the flash sale.
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"They're really annoying. They think I'm gonna do something stupid like get my nipples pierced. I'm irresponsible, but come on mom, I don't have the money for that." Honestly, sometimes she wanted to do the things her parents accused her of doing. Adile much preferred to annoy her parents with outlandish stories about her life. "I'm not like scared of them or anything. They love to lecture me and I mostly mute them because I don't wanna hear it." Adile knew her parents thought she was lazy and could be doing something more with her life. But she was happy and wasn't that all that mattered? "They're overbearing." Adile laughed and nodded at the only child comment. "Yeah, I am. Doesn't help that I had autoimmune issues as a kid." She knew tattoos could be personal. "That's cool. Did the rib one hurt worse than the ankle?"
"They ask if you've got new piercings?" Helena only had her older sister and she thought her sister was intrusive with some of her questions but she was suddenly a lot more grateful that she didn't have to answer odd questions like that. "Okay, so maybe it's best you stick to something temporary until you decide that you really want it. At least enough that you're willing to face the wrath of your family. At this point, it doesn't seem like that's the case." At least that was the impression that she was getting. "Are you their only child?" It was a guess at this point but she felt like she might be bang on. "It's not too personal— two is on my ankle and then one on my rib case." She repeated and pointed to the locations on her body. / @adiletopal
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Confidence was so easy when you could fake it. Adile didn't know how to fake it. She didn't think she had confidence, but she did have determination and curiosity—and that was a dangerous combination. "I had friends that loved to get tattoos back in DC. I kind of left the second I turned eighteen. I think there are a ton of cool ones in DC." Adile didn't want to go back. "I'm sure it's the same there too." She bet at least one friend from school had something done at a sketchy place. "That makes sense. Women are so cool. Like it feels so badass to be a tattoo artist anyways." Adile nodded. Of course she did know there probably were men who were good artists, she had seen understood. "Oh my gosh. I totally forgot about henna. We used to do that all the time at the beach, but like I doubt it was authentic or whatever." Adile's mother had not been pleased with her fake butterfly. "Or I could go for it and be brave."
Luce wasn't judging the girl; after all, she could understand that the idea if a needle jabbing ink into your skin for forever was potentially daunting, but once you get over the initial shock, it's not as scary as the media made it out to be. "Yeah! Definitely fun. Also just depends on who you go to? Like I'm sure that cliche with biker dudes and all does exist, but there's also tons of other places that are nothing like the stereotype. And yeah! I got a little one when I first moved here last summer." She twisted her arm a bit, showing the side of her wrist that had a cute little sun with some beach waves. "I also just have a preference for a woman artist? Maybe cause it's in my head, but I feel like they do fine line work better? A lighter hand and all." And considering she had a lot of fine line tattoos, it was definitely something she kept in mind. "But okay yeah! Stencil attempt. Can even do a cute henna thing? They last a week or two. And once you pluck up the courage for a real one, I think as your new friend I should get a front-row seat."
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"I'm a pretty impulsive person, I think." She was, but her impulsivity was different than getting a tattoo. Actually the thought had never crossed her mind until she was standing in front of the shop. "I don't think I'd ever be that person. I only ever had one regret." It was a big one. "Well, I can't spell, so I'd have to rely on someone else to help me with that one." Adile hated spelling. "Hmm, yeah. I'm not a big hearts person is all."
"I mean I get that. Sometimes being more impulsive wins. It really is. I can tell you many stories about how some of my clients got tattoos and then told me later that they regret getting it. Gotta make sure the spelling it right, don't want it on you forever with the wrong spelling." Lucas nodded, though he was a bit amused. "The bow would look nice. I like the heart shaped treats they have designed to get." He mused as he looked over the designs as well.
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She's thankful that he's not pushy. Of course anyone that works at the parlor wants to get paid and she gets that, but doing something out of spite seems like a horrible idea. She wants to make the decision for herself.
"Yeah? Do I have to pay you for that if I don't end up liking it?" she asked. "Seems kind of rude to ask you to draw on me if I'm not going to pay you for the art. Even if it is temporary." Adile blinked at him and then tilted her head. "If I wait for after the sale, then maybe I'll get one of those little waves."
He's not one to push, after all, tattoos historically are very personal. Not everyone just wants a random design they came across from some dude, but sometimes you also just need to do something to try it. And he gets that more than anyone.
Ty hums as he continues to let her mull it over. "I can use a pen and draw it on you? Set it and see if you like it? You can always come back for something permanent." He offers up as a compromise. The shop was winding down anyway so it's not like he was currently pressed for time.
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"There are other ways to be reckless. Like walking across a busy road to get to a store you want to go to instead of getting in your car and driving. Or sneaking into restricted sections of the White House." Adile had made a friends that way—and also pissed off her dad with the one. "Of course I'm ready."
Esma nearly snorted. “Always reckless with no tattoos?” She quipped, frowning playfully. Perhaps Esma’s idea of reckless was different but that was the first illegal thing she did when she was a teenager, aside from do drugs and drink. “You sure you're ready for this?” She asked playfully, folding her arms. @adiletopal
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"Well, I've always wanted to get second holes in my lobes, so maybe that instead? There's no reason I've never gotten them done before. I don't have a lot of free time and I like to wander when I do. Today my feet took me here. So clearly my feet have something to say." Adile knew that sounded stupid—she didn't care. She didn't ever have a reason for doing what she did. "Oh, wow. Did that hurt?" she asked. "No, no. It's really cute."
Adile wanted ink at some point, she had no idea what she wanted to say. "Yeah? I feel like it isn't, you know, too romantic. I don't have a partner or anything." Adile didn't think that mattered, still there was no reason to get a heart. "Maybe I should."
"well, do you know what piercing you'd get instead? because you shouldn't just get something by default, you know?" she asked with a big sister-ly like tone. "ah!" juniper exclaimed, pushing her curls to the side and leaving the small music note hidden in the crevice of her ear exposed. "kinda cheesy but I love it! and it's easy to hide if I need to."
her own eyes followed the other girl's gaze. "oh gosh, it is really cute. very good choice." a small pause hung in the air before she added what she thought was a necessary addendum: "if you get it, that is."
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"I think it's weird when someone tells me they don't mind needles. How? I mean yeah most of them don't hurt or whatever, but it's like stealing. I'm paying you to take my blood for what? Stupid tests?" Adile wondered if she was making any sense. "Really? Wow, that's so cool. I would have never thought about doing something like that. You must be pretty business savvy to run something on your own."
"I get it. Most people aren't," Nira empathizes, knowing that they've seen their fair share of people passing out upon their tattoo appointments. "And I have a little bit of a cove in my house to continue seeing clients who I go way back with, actually. I guess it's like a Claire's but without fun things to steal from the shelves."
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