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Post by Jenny on Jul 15, 2010 13:55:35 GMT -6
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Post by Myranda on Jul 15, 2010 14:09:52 GMT -6
Krista munched on a few cinnamon twists and gave him a look. "No, she's only here talking to Deej be ause she wants some of our Taco Bell." She said sarcastically. "You know her or something?" She asked, purposely chewing as loud as she possibly could. Though she and Aiden were the same age, she talked to him like he was younger than her for some reason. She had just never seen him as an eighteen year old, just a little boy. Or, maybe it was because he was still in high school and she had graduated last year.
DJ smiled. "A'ight, what's good then?" He said, his gangster speak coming out little. He tended to talk like he was cooler than he was. When he said 'what's good then' he wasn't asking her what she thought was good. He was more saying, 'what's happening'. People often misunderstood him. He started to sketch a rain drop shape with broken triangles filling the inside. He got the shadowing and detail down to a tee. "How's this?"
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Post by Jenny on Jul 15, 2010 14:27:31 GMT -6
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Post by Myranda on Jul 15, 2010 14:46:12 GMT -6
Krista laughed. "So? You're still my little cutie pie!" She said, pinching his cheeks. Krista had always wondered if Aiden had a bit of a thing for her, but she had always kind of seen him as a friend. Besides, she still thought of him as the little intern, and she needed a man, not a boy. "What are you working on today?" She asked him, taking a seat on one of the couches in the room.
DJ smiled. "Sweet. How do you feel about the size?Because I have to trace it onto this paper that will make the mark on your skin." He explained. The tattoo looked good. He could see what colors he wanted to use; blues and whites, some silver. It would look really good when he finished it.
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Post by Jenny on Jul 15, 2010 15:01:38 GMT -6
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Post by Myranda on Jul 15, 2010 16:44:55 GMT -6
Ooc; when i posted that, his profile said he was an apprentice. Which is the same as an intern Bic; "Okay, okay." Krista said. She munched on her twists and took a deep breath. Aiden could be so sensitive sometimes, but she still loved him. They just needed to give each other space so they didn't get on each other's nerves. With Caj it was the same way, he got frustrated easily. But DJ was her favorite because he was so chill. She doubted she ever had or will see him angry. He was just kind of the same all the time. But, then again, she could see how that would get on other people's nerves too. It took DJ a litte longer to sketch this one out. It had to be the perfect size, shape, everything. Because this was goig to be the basis for the actual tattoo. He sketched it in silence for about fifteen minutes then showed it to her. "How's that?" He asked, reassuring it was absolutely perfect. This would be on her body forever.
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Post by Jenny on Jul 15, 2010 16:53:48 GMT -6
OOC// I thought I had changed it after I made him, oh well. My internet prolly went out when I did it and it never went through -_-
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Post by Myranda on Jul 15, 2010 17:32:38 GMT -6
Krista laughed. "What the hell are you taking about boy? You wanna get cut?" She joked, though was admittedly intrigued. "I don't need no stinkin' boyfriend." She said in a spanish accent. Still, it would be interesting to see who Aiden thought was her 'type'. She normally only dated nerdy guys. Well, that's not necessarily true. She liked to date interesting guys. But most of the time, they were pretty nerdy.
DJ glanced up at her. "Yes." He said, standing up. He smirked to himself. "Come on, let's go put this on ya." He said, waving for her to follow him into the big room where they did their tattooing and piercing. He showed her the seat she's sit down on; it was reclined so she could lay back, and had a big mirror on the wall next to it. DJ slipped on a pair of gloved and told her to take a seat and show him where she wanted the tattoo.
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Post by Jenny on Jul 15, 2010 17:51:17 GMT -6
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Post by Myranda on Jul 15, 2010 18:07:19 GMT -6
Krista rolled her eyes and followed him out to see this character. When she saw him the first thing she thought was, Muscles. And a slight butt chin, but those are kinda cute. Krista was a slight judger (though she could never be as bad as Sean) but she never let it show. She decided to wait in the background sice she had nothing to do at the moment.
DJ shrugged, and pressed the paper up to her skin. When he peeled it off, it had left the tracing marks of where the tattoo would go. "You wanna check that in the mirror for me?" He asked, after double checking that it was straight. It looked good to him, but he needed to be sure it would look good to her. His tattoos meant a lot of things, but he didn't want to talk about it. He had Trina's name tattooes on his left shoulder; he wondered if he'd ever have the need to get that removed.
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Post by Jenny on Jul 15, 2010 18:24:34 GMT -6
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Post by Myranda on Jul 15, 2010 23:56:52 GMT -6
Krista rolled her eyes at him. "Sure, sure. I'll do your job, yet again." She said. She gave the guy a freindly smile. "I'm Krista and I will be your tattoo colorer today. I promise I can stay inside the lines. For the most part." She joked, but held a serious look on her face. This guy looked kind of unfriendly. If that was the case, Aiden was wrong and he was not her type. She only liked nice guys. Although, to some men, Krista's standards were unbelievably high, she knew she was worth it. Any guy who wanted to get with that better step up his game.
DJ looked at it in the mirror , too. "It looks good." He said. "And it won't hurt at all, unless you're a 'tarded puss. Here, come here." He said, reaching over with a pencil. He ran it over the skin on her hip- there was pressure, but it mostly felt like a pencil being dragged across skin. "It'll just be like that." He said. "Plus, since we're not hitting any bone, you'll barely feel it." Annoying girls (the kinds that get habiscus flowers as tattoos) would always say it tickled and squirm like they were being cute- but the weren't. They were just messing up his design.
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Post by Jenny on Jul 16, 2010 0:15:20 GMT -6
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Post by Myranda on Jul 16, 2010 0:25:00 GMT -6
Krista stuck het tongue out at Aiden's turned back. "Don't mind him. He's... Kind of a douche." She said. "Well, Brent. Come on down to the Price is Right!" She turned and waved for him to follow as she made her way into the tattoo room. DJ was giving that one girl a hip tattoo. "Looking good," Krista said, shooting imaginary guns at him. "Alright, just sit here." She said, giving him a seat and some papers to sign, along with her signature purple pen.
DJ clutched his chest as if Krista had shot him, but quickly went back to being serious. Though he did hold a smile, it was a small one because it hurt his lip too badly to smile. "Uh, six years now, I think?" He responded, as henstarted to get the needle ready. "How long have you wanted a tattoo?" He asked, returning the conversation favor.
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Post by Jenny on Jul 16, 2010 0:33:38 GMT -6
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