11-03-2013, 08:30 PM
Thalia was right. There wasn't going to be much room on her arm to hold a big picture, but Rune was kind of toying with the idea of getting a half sleeve or maybe even a whole sleeve someday. Just don't tell Uncle Seth. So she wanted the edges of this tattoo to be able to be integrated smoothly into more.
"Oh what? Oh!" She suddenly realized Thal had been talking to her. A corner of her knew it but as soon as Thal started saying weird Ruskie words, Fire sky park? Rune had dazed over. She wasn't totally oblivious, but these drawings were really pretty. There was a shade of purple highlighted in the violets that would have been a perfect match for a shade of eyeshadow she'd been wearing last night. It was waterproof, so it didn't sweat off when Rune was running her ass off, but it wasn't smear-proof unfortunately. And believe it, when a girl gets a facefull of sludge, she wipes it on her sleeve the first chance she gets.
She plucked a half dozen pieces of paper, including the two she'd held between her teeth, and set them apart from the rest of the sketches. There were elements on each one she liked. "Coffee would totally work. Yeah thanks. It was a rough night alright. I was down by the ... docks there was this.. Frog infestation. Little blobby bastards hopping everywhere. Every time you pop one, they blow up like sludge filled pinatas. And there ain't no candy inside." She curled her nose up just thinking about the suckers. Wish they'd been frogs.
"Oh what? Oh!" She suddenly realized Thal had been talking to her. A corner of her knew it but as soon as Thal started saying weird Ruskie words, Fire sky park? Rune had dazed over. She wasn't totally oblivious, but these drawings were really pretty. There was a shade of purple highlighted in the violets that would have been a perfect match for a shade of eyeshadow she'd been wearing last night. It was waterproof, so it didn't sweat off when Rune was running her ass off, but it wasn't smear-proof unfortunately. And believe it, when a girl gets a facefull of sludge, she wipes it on her sleeve the first chance she gets.
She plucked a half dozen pieces of paper, including the two she'd held between her teeth, and set them apart from the rest of the sketches. There were elements on each one she liked. "Coffee would totally work. Yeah thanks. It was a rough night alright. I was down by the ... docks there was this.. Frog infestation. Little blobby bastards hopping everywhere. Every time you pop one, they blow up like sludge filled pinatas. And there ain't no candy inside." She curled her nose up just thinking about the suckers. Wish they'd been frogs.