Inks and Holes : Friday [11-23-12

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Inks and Holes : Friday [11-23-12

Today was the day. Well, Tuesday was supposed to have been the day since she turned 18 that day, but ~~the mun had a brain sprain~~ Mercy had decided that maybe getting a tattoo a day and a half before she went home for Thanksgiving dinner might not be the smartest move. Her mother saw everything. And given that she managed to wiggle out of most family get-togethers, her mother wasn't letting her miss one that also would cover her birthday.

Not that she'd told anyone here it had been her birthday - in fact she was taking Cade's advice and wearing a nice tight shirt in the hopes that she wouldn't be asked to show ID. If she did, well, she could explain about it having been her birthday then.

She was nervous, but mostly glad that both Cade and Yeul had said they'd come along with her.

[For the two joining Mercy, but open should anyone have a desire for a tattoo or piercing today!]

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Yeul smiled at Mercy.

"Are you more excited or nervous?" she asked. "From what you have said, it's a big step."

"It's hard to say," Mercy admitted. "A lot of both. But I know it's what I want to do and now I just need to actually do it."

She smiled at the other girl. "Did you do Thanksgiving or anything yesterday? I went home to my mom's and I know she knew something was up, so I was really glad I'd decided to wait till today. Though I'll probably get a call tonight and she'll three-name me and demand to know what I did."

"Just remember that no one is forcing you to do this," she said. "So everything is up to you. That is the important thing, I think." Her smile went rueful. "Though hopefully your mother will not be too upset with you when she finds out about it!"

Yeul shrugged slightly. "Evan and I ~~handwavily~~ hung out. I had promised to keep him company as he had been feeling rather blue about not being home for the holiday."

"Oh, I know," Mercy said with a smile. "I'm pretty tough to force into things anyway. And my mom... well... unless she randomly shows up here, she won't see me till Christmas, so I should be okay. And -"

She started to say that she was of age now, but cut herself short.

"And, by then it will be a done deal anyway."

She nodded. "I'm glad you got to spend time with him then."

“He’s very nice,” Yeul said earnestly. “And it meant I would not be alone on a day when family mattered as well.”

It had worked out for the both of them!

“I suppose you’re right,” she added, laughing softly. “It is difficult to decide that a tattoo should no longer be there, isn’t it? It’s not something your mother can just insist you wash off or change out of.”

"Exactly!" Mercy said with a grin. "Once it's done, it's done. And I'd say she might never even notice, but this is my mom we're talking about and she notices everything."

"She sounds like quite the woman." Yeul glanced at Mercy. "Much like her daughter."

Her gaze drifted over to the walls. "Is such a variety of options customary in this sort of place?" It was impressive.

"From what I've seen, yeah." She wasn't quite sure how to handle the compliment, so she ended up just blushing a little. "I'm glad I pretty much figured out what I wanted before I got here."

Yeul smiled. "No last minute changing your mind? May I ask what you're getting? If you've told me, it has slipped my mind."

"I haven't told anybody till today," Mercy said with a smile. "I'm going to get one pawprint - a coyote pawprint - right over my solar plexus."

She put her hand down low on her abdomen, covering where the pawprint would lie. "It's supposed to be a sort of spiritual energy center for your body, so I thought putting it there would remind me that my coyote self is an important part of my spiritual center - even if no one but me knows."

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"I think that's a good place for it," Yeul said softly. "It has meaning and doubly so with the sort of tattoo you wish to get."

Mercy nodded. "I thought about it a lot and it just seemed to fit with what I wanted."

Cade had gotten distracted by the various pictures of tattoos on the walls and he walked around the shop wondering if he needed another piercing or piece of ink...

Right. Mercy! Oops?

Mercy smiled at him. "Find anything you like?"

"A lot," Cade said, "but I don't think I need a gremlin tattooed anywhere. You?"

She nodded. "I found one a guy had done which was wolf tracks in a path on his back and I liked the idea, but didn't want something that big, so I thought maybe just one coyote pawprint."

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Cade nodded. "You can always add to it later if you want."

She wasn't sure another tattoo would be high on her list, but then again she hadn't thought she'd be having this one in the first place. So she just nodded and smiled to get the attention of the guy working there. He didn't seem all that impressed by her tight shirt, so she pulled out her ID a little sheepishly and he nodded.

Mercy glanced over at Cade. "Anything I should be asking?"

"Needles are clean, right?" Cade asked the guy, narrowing his eyes a bit.

He had no problem using his aura of complete scariness for good occasionally.

"New set for every customer," the guy assured him, looking from him to Mercy and back again with a little more respect. "We run a clean shop, no complaints. What were you guys thinking of?"

Mercy stepped up a little closer, pulling out a picture she'd printed off. "I want a coyote pawprint, just like this, on my lower abdomen - right under my belly button."

The guy looked at the drawing and nodded, asking a few more questions, and making a suggestion or two about color or shading before going off to make a final drawing and a transfer.

Mercy looked over at Cade. "Sound okay to you? My gut says it is, but you're the expert."

"Sounds alright to me," he said, then grinned. "You're not ticklish, are you?"

"Ticklish?" She looked a bit surprised. "A little bit, but mostly I thought it would be painful."

"Oh, it'll hurt too, but it's harder to control the twitching if you're ticklish because that's an instinct most people aren't trained to repress it," Cade said.

She took a deep breath. "Well, I'll just have to manage. But I warn you - if you laugh I'll make you hold my hand!"

"Oh no, girl germs," Cade said dryly.

She grinned at him.

It didn't take too long for the guy to come back and for the paperwork to be signed. Which meant that before she knew it Mercy was in the chair, shirt hiked up and pants hiked down as the man started the process. It took both less time than she'd imagined and more time than she'd hoped to get it done, but she thought she'd managed to restrain the twitching pretty darn well.

Finally the man finished and wiped it down and she was able to get a look at it.

"Nice," she whispered, feeling unaccountable a little teary as if it had really been a magical ritual the way she'd kind of imagined it.

She looked over at her friends. "So, what do you think?"

"Not bad," he said, smiling. "This guy does nice work."

"Thanks for coming with me," Mercy said as she stood up and decided not to do up the top button on her jeans. "Having the two of you here will make it a really nice memory."

"Try not to smack that bit of skin around for a while," Cade advised. "It's going to hurt."

"Yeah, I can see that," Mercy said. "I can see I should have planned my wardrobe choice better when I came."

"Give it a week and you'll be fine. It's not like it's winter out or anything--"

Cade, don't be a pain.

Mercy just laughed. "Yeah, thank heavens. I'm sure I can get away with just wearing a bikini or something for the next week, right?"

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