[ TRULY FUCK THE COLD he is a big eepy fish but it helps to be indoors and fascinated by something ]
Beneath your skin—incredible! [ FLESHIES ARE HORRIFYING but that's pretty neat ] Forever is a very long time. But they are beautiful.
[ really the tattoo artists are very talented, and they are currently working on someone's back with all the meticulous detail of a craftsman around a clay wheel. ]
It is. I guess you could regret it easily later, especially if you got something stupid. [She ponders a moment, watching the artistry being laid down before them in real time. It's very fascinating. Kind of hypnotic, actually.] Lucien has several, I don't know if you've seen them? And then all sorts of adventuring sorts get them, especially sailors. I think it's a mark of manliness?
no, for him it is a moment of remembrance, but he draws himself into the present hurriedly. important things to discuss, like eternal ink. ]
Hah! Bravery—very generous way to put my clumsiness. But it is interesting... [ he doesn't even know if the ink would stay on his scales, but it's just neat enough to consider for fun. for a long-lived guy, he doesn't seem to have any trouble rushing into impromptu decisions. ] What sort of thing do you think would age well?
[Elephant sounds fun. Would you like to trade for a giant girl-spider?]
A symbol. [She presses a finger to her lips, eyes back on the artist and their slow and careful work.] There's a few things, I suppose. A book, or maybe a spindle. Or...
[It might be ironic, or perhaps too on the nose. Yet the idea comes to her in a flash.]
[ that's all the convincing it takes. their little side quest!! ]
It sounds fun! Maybe I'll get something to commemorate our battle with Vah Ruta... [ the sigil for the elephant or something ] Come, let's find an artist that suits us!
[ it's not going to work for him but i want to see a result pic of hers if you have one ]
Oh, you have to tell me about that. Yes let's do it!
[EXCITING! She selects a design, which I am still searching for a nice rendition of, and settles in for this impromptu appointment. She'll wink at Sidon as she goes, eager to see the results.
AAAAAND TIME SKIP?
She's all down, frowning up at him as the bandage is applied to her freshly inked shoulder.]
[ he's looking down at his own shoulder for his intact arm, where he's taken off his accessories. there's a chipped scale or two from the attempts, but otherwise nothing. ]
It's all right though! [ he's a little disappointed, but energizes as he takes a peek at her bandage ] Am I able to see yours?
[ otherwise forces you to show me in our next thread ]
[also while i'm on our pc page, just to justify the scale thing]
You lost some! Oh, that's a pity. [She picks one up, turning it over in her hand. It's a very pretty thing, quite fetching in the light. Not at all what you might expect once it's off the body.]
Oh, I think the bandage is supposed to stay on for a while? But I'll show you straight away, once it's ready. Tomorrow I think?
anyway he will temper his excitement solely because this is an INJURY. ]
Please do! [ he dies soon after this conversation ] An eternal picture... what a romantic notion.
[ but oh, he looks over the raw skin on his shoulder, rubbing it gently. no big loss. ]
Ah, it's all right, they'll grow back in no time at all. [ the scale she has, now that it's dislodged, does seem to sparkle at the right angle in its slight translucency. ] Why don't you just keep that one?
[ ... ]
...Oh, maybe that's a strange sort of gift for humans! But they have some significance for us Zora.
I could? [She blinks.] I — well, I'd be honoured to. It's really quite pretty. And I think it's not so strange, actually?
[She smiles warmly. Sure, locks of hair were something curiously intimate, but in the realm of story there was a strong culture of taking pieces and prizes from the bodies of friends and foes alike.]
Thank you very much Sidon. I'll keep it close, always. [She presses it to her heart as if to commit to the bit right then and there.] Though it's a pity we couldn't get you a tattoo today. Maybe we'll find you another souvenir somewhere.
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She suppresses a laugh because there is no indoor voice on this man (missing thought-share week rn) and leans in to whisper.]
It's a tattoo! They put ink under your skin with needles, and then you have a picture on you forever.
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Beneath your skin—incredible! [ FLESHIES ARE HORRIFYING but that's pretty neat ] Forever is a very long time. But they are beautiful.
[ really the tattoo artists are very talented, and they are currently working on someone's back with all the meticulous detail of a craftsman around a clay wheel. ]
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But why should men have all the fun?
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[ but if lucien has them, at least it's not a strictly human tradition. ]
But it's silly thing to ascribe to manhood. You should get one, if you like!
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[Oof. How could she forget? Rosamund bites her lip. It had been quite elegant, the floral bloom that crept up the side of his neck.]
Huh? [Oh right they're in a conversation. Rosamund gasps.] What? I should? I don't — but what would I get?
[Her little hands pat on his natural arm.]
You should get one. To commemorate your bravery!
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no, for him it is a moment of remembrance, but he draws himself into the present hurriedly. important things to discuss, like eternal ink. ]
Hah! Bravery—very generous way to put my clumsiness. But it is interesting... [ he doesn't even know if the ink would stay on his scales, but it's just neat enough to consider for fun. for a long-lived guy, he doesn't seem to have any trouble rushing into impromptu decisions. ] What sort of thing do you think would age well?
[ they can brainstorm together ]
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Oh shush. You weren't clumsy last week! [not with her anyway.]
Hmm. Maybe something to remember someone you love... [She thinks of Gerard.] Um. Maybe not romantically, but a friend, or a family member.
Oh, or perhaps something to commemorate an important event!
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That is an idea...
[ he gives it a ponder. ]
What sort of event crosses your mind? If you had to choose one.
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Perhaps... [This is hard. Hmm.] Like a victory, I guess. Or something challenging that you survived.
I've won a couple battles myself but I'm not sure we won the war. Feels a bit pre-mature to use one of those.
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Is there an event you'd like to remember? A symbol? I don't think it needs to be related to conquest.
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A symbol. [She presses a finger to her lips, eyes back on the artist and their slow and careful work.] There's a few things, I suppose. A book, or maybe a spindle. Or...
[It might be ironic, or perhaps too on the nose. Yet the idea comes to her in a flash.]
An inkwell.
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he's snapped out of his contemplations as he watches one of the artists work. ]
—An inkwell? [ it is on the nose, but it's a curious one. ] Is there a story behind that?
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It's just a thing. To remind me of what's important.
After all, would you want someone else to write your story for you? Or take the pen for yourself?
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Oh—well put! Of course I'd rather steer the course of my own destiny!
[ it doesn't have the same weight to it for him as it does her, but he immediately understands the spirit of her choice, and what it speaks of her. ]
Is this the next chapter of the story you're writing? Getting a tattoo? [ IS SHE GONNA COMMIT ]
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I don't know that it's enough for a chapter, but a little side quest suits me just fine!
[She grins bright and moves to sign up.]
You should get one too! Come on, I dare you.
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All right!
[ that's all the convincing it takes. their little side quest!! ]
It sounds fun! Maybe I'll get something to commemorate our battle with Vah Ruta... [ the sigil for the elephant or something ] Come, let's find an artist that suits us!
[ it's not going to work for him but i want to see a result pic of hers if you have one ]
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[EXCITING! She selects a design, which I am still searching for a nice rendition of, and settles in for this impromptu appointment. She'll wink at Sidon as she goes, eager to see the results.
AAAAAND TIME SKIP?
She's all down, frowning up at him as the bandage is applied to her freshly inked shoulder.]
You couldn't get it to work at all?
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No, it seems that my skin is too different...
[ he's looking down at his own shoulder for his intact arm, where he's taken off his accessories. there's a chipped scale or two from the attempts, but otherwise nothing. ]
It's all right though! [ he's a little disappointed, but energizes as he takes a peek at her bandage ] Am I able to see yours?
[ otherwise forces you to show me in our next thread ]
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You lost some! Oh, that's a pity. [She picks one up, turning it over in her hand. It's a very pretty thing, quite fetching in the light. Not at all what you might expect once it's off the body.]
Oh, I think the bandage is supposed to stay on for a while? But I'll show you straight away, once it's ready. Tomorrow I think?
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anyway he will temper his excitement solely because this is an INJURY. ]
Please do! [ he dies soon after this conversation ] An eternal picture... what a romantic notion.
[ but oh, he looks over the raw skin on his shoulder, rubbing it gently. no big loss. ]
Ah, it's all right, they'll grow back in no time at all. [ the scale she has, now that it's dislodged, does seem to sparkle at the right angle in its slight translucency. ] Why don't you just keep that one?
[ ... ]
...Oh, maybe that's a strange sort of gift for humans! But they have some significance for us Zora.
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[She smiles warmly. Sure, locks of hair were something curiously intimate, but in the realm of story there was a strong culture of taking pieces and prizes from the bodies of friends and foes alike.]
Thank you very much Sidon. I'll keep it close, always. [She presses it to her heart as if to commit to the bit right then and there.] Though it's a pity we couldn't get you a tattoo today. Maybe we'll find you another souvenir somewhere.
[And then he DIED the END]