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Post by Zoey Martyn on Jul 3, 2013 12:47:18 GMT -5
Zoey nodded in understanding at the words, approaching the counter. 'Play nice,' she reminded herself, biting at her lip and drawing in a breath.
"Look..if Nathan signed off on my tattoo, would you do it? I have the cash, and even extra if you want it, just tell me the price.. It's important to me to do this.."
Hazel eyes searched his face desperately.
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Post by Nathan Demir on Jul 3, 2013 13:00:31 GMT -5
I cross my arms over my chest and stop behind her as she walks up to the counter. Dan listens as Zoey speaks, though his face remains expressionless.
Finally he looks at me as if asking if I were serious. I nod, and he sighs. "I'll do it, normal price. What do you want?" he asks, looking at her with a defeated look on my face.
A grin passes over my mouth but I quickly push it away, not wanting to seem too into this whole idea.
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Post by Zoey Martyn on Jul 3, 2013 13:08:39 GMT -5
Zoey smiled happily, a little bounce unable to be helped. She pulled out a drawing of the wings from her purse, showing him and explaining how she wished them to span her back. "And between them on my lower back, the name Jackson.." She explained softly, something in her voice fond as she described the tattoo to him.
She looked back up hopefully when she finished, hoping he wouldn't think a back piece was too much and change his mind on agreeing to do it.
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Post by Nathan Demir on Jul 3, 2013 13:55:05 GMT -5
She bounces happily and Dan and I both let out a soft chuckle. If I was a girl, I would've done the same when I'd gotten my first tattoo. I watch as Zoey pulls out a piece of paper from her purse to show it to Dan, who nods thoughtfully. I knew he wouldn't like how big it was, how long it would take, but I was here to sign off on it and she had the money.
"Sign this." he says, pulling out a piece of paper and I pen. After she does, I step up to sign my name in my shitty cursive, and then Dan signs it. I wander over to take a seat in one of the chairs, bringing my soda up to my lips, light brown eyes watching the proceedings.
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Post by Zoey Martyn on Jul 4, 2013 13:16:02 GMT -5
Zoey signed it neatly and watched them sign as well before trailing after him quietly, mouthing a thank you to Nathan and smiling. She laid down on her stomach, pulling her shirt up past her shoulders and inclasping her bra once her stomach was on the table so notjing but her back would be revealed. Despite hiw she held herself, she was clearly very hesitant about removin her shirt like so.
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Post by Nathan Demir on Jul 4, 2013 16:15:44 GMT -5
I simply nod in reply as she looks over at me to mouth a thank you with a smile. Heh, I might've done it just to watch. Tattoos were much better to give or watch someone else get than than experience it first hand. Zoey wanders over to the chair to lay on her stomach, pulling her shirt up to expose her back.
Dan looks over at me, rolling his eyes. I shrug my broad shoulders. I was a dude. I could enjoy the view. Soon I bore of Dan wandering around to collect the correct ink colors. I stand and start wandering around again to look at the pictures on the wall. I'd never get any of them- mine were for family, not normal things.
"Thinking of getting something, Nate?" Dan asks, finally sitting down.
"Nope, but the pictures are pretty." I reply, chuckling.
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Post by Zoey Martyn on Jul 5, 2013 12:45:54 GMT -5
Zoey shifted her weight, wathing Nathan from the corner of her eye as he got up. She was patient while the Dan figure went about gathering everything he would need for the tattoo. She didn't have much to say though, and simply kept quiet because of that.
Preferring to keep her secrets and her thoughts to herself was almost a constant in her life anymore. She was used to doing it, shutting anyone and everyone out.
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Post by Nathan Demir on Jul 5, 2013 13:53:18 GMT -5
I stop in front of a drawing of an ivy vine, something that would start at your lower back and wrap around your stomach, a tendril curling around your belly button. I'd enver get it, but it was still cool. I bring the straw of my soda up to my lips again, taking another step forward for my light brown eyes to scan over more.
"Can I bring a dog in here, Dan?" I ask, looking back at him.
"You're after a girl again?" he replies and I glare over at him before finally shaking my head. "Oh, the animal." he says. "Sure, as long as it stays in the front." Dan continues, nodding.
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Post by Zoey Martyn on Jul 5, 2013 17:28:00 GMT -5
Zoey rolled her eyes as she listened to the conversation between the two. But at least he was taking the dog. Pulling her phone from her pocket, she held i in front of her and texted her brother quietly, the. Sent a 'what's up?' to Connor before setting it down in reach in case anyone replied. Staring down at the floor, she studied it like it was he most interesting thing, now alone in the shop with Dan
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Post by Nathan Demir on Jul 5, 2013 18:15:18 GMT -5
I nod sedately as he says that I could, though on the inside I was jumping up and down like a little kid. "I'll be back, then." I say, starting out the door.
I pull open the door to the pet store, walking up to the counter. "Thirty five dollars for him." she says. I shake my head slightly. The puppies would probably be over twice that, but a better trained and nicer dog for only thirty five? Some people were fucking mad. I stand quietly as she goes back for him and I hand over another five for the leash and collar before taking the leash from her. I start out of the pet store, Jack attracting some weird looks and lots of little kids.
Soon I pull open the door to the tattoo shop again, plopping down in a plastic chair, Jack already laying down at my feet.
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Post by Zoey Martyn on Jul 5, 2013 18:49:16 GMT -5
Zoey was lying still for him to get started on her back, and glanced oer at Nathan when he returned with the dog. She smiled at bit as it layed at his feet, watching it quietly.
She wasn't worried about the pain. To her, honestly, rape was to hell and back. Needles in her skin? Not a problem at all at this point. Why should it be? After all, his **** had been bigger than tattoo needles.
She scoffed to herself.
After sitting there all day, and convincing Dan to finish the piece in one setting, Zoey was paying him wha was asked after plastic had been taped over the back piece.
'Jack would be so proud of you now Zo.'
'He's your dad now too, not 'Jack', and he's still alive.'
She swallowed as she remembered hers and Tony's little argument from the other night while taking a look in the mirror at the wings and her father's name. And then she dropped her shirt and wandered towards Nathan.
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Post by Nathan Demir on Jul 5, 2013 21:21:59 GMT -5
-after skip-
She convinced Dan to do the wings and name in sitting, which I thought was pretty ballsy. I'd done my chest/neck piece in three, my lion in four. I'd been watching people pass by outside for a while, my thoughts wandering. I didn't really knoww hy I was still here, except that Zoey was here. But, I didn't think she was interested in me, honestly.
I look up as she wanders over, offering her a small grin. "Where you going now?" I ask casually, watching as Jack lifted his head to look at Zoey.
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Post by Zoey Martyn on Jul 5, 2013 21:34:32 GMT -5
Zoey bounced over and, despite telling herself not to, offered nathan a grateful hug before kneeling to pet the dog. She looked ip through bangs that had fallen over one eye and shrugged. "My mom's gone for three days for work..so I dunno. I'll probably hang around until Tony gets off work 'n home with him. Maybe find a party to go to." She wasn't very enthusiastic, the past month and a half living day to day with no real purpose.
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Post by Nathan Demir on Jul 5, 2013 22:50:59 GMT -5
I watch as she flounces over to pull me into a hug and Dan raises his eyebrows at me. I ignore him, though I don't hug Zoey back. "I'd hug you, but I don't want to hurt your new ink." I say, chuckling softly. She kneels to pet my new old rotweiler, looking up at me through ehr bangs. "I named him Jack." I inform her, a small smile on my face. The only other beings I really cared for were dogs. Except girls. I could always dig on some females.
"Yeah? I was thinking about going home and getting Cara, Joe, and Mill to go to the dog park." I reply, shrugging my broad shoulders slightly. "Though I'd probably have to take two or one at a time- can't rightly take all four at once." I add, reaching down to pet Jack. "So, in the end, I'll probably end up going to Fyree." I finish, looking at Zoey.
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Post by Zoey Martyn on Jul 5, 2013 22:57:51 GMT -5
"Hi Jack." Her voice cracked and she bit her lip, trying to hide it and tuck the emotion away. She pet him slowly, listening to Nathan talk about his plans. "I could...help you walk your dogs.." She murmured uncertainly, rubbing one of her arms self consciously.
He scratched behind Jack's ears tenderly, smilin down at the dog more openly than she had Nathan.
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