( No, no cuteness here, just the considering shrug of someone reading over the instructions on the kit. )
Never tried.
( Kate doodles, though that probably isn't the kind of habit that will make tattoo-worthy art. But there's tracing paper and the internet. ) We could look for summat online.
[ She's hatching a scheme, and though Aerith hadn't intended for this to be how her evening goes, well... why not? Kate's not a bad kid by any means, and it's not like she's asking to giving her full sleeves. With a little laugh, she shakes her head. ]
Yeah, and? If it's gonna be a tattoo by you, it should be a Kate original. Who knows, maybe it'll be the first of many... nnnnot for me. For you.
[ To be clear. ]
There's shops around. I know one of us Lost Souls opened up... what an apprenticeship over there? [ It's only a suggestion. ]
[ Following suit, Aerith pulls up a chair and settles in next to Kate, watching her with interest. ]
Hmm... [ Pausing to think, she lets her gaze rove around the clinic for a moment. It's not terribly busy, and a number of people are wandering about, partaking in pizza and popcorn, or drinking to their heart's content. It's a chunk out of her wallet, but well-spent. Seeing it is warm feeling, a reminder that no matter what, they all connect to one another even if it's something as small as a slice of pizza. ]
How about a planet? [ Of course. She looks back at Kate, smiling. ] Something small. When you get better at it, will you do another one for me? Some day?
( The clinic is pleasantly busy, better staff milling about eating food than having to rush around for patients, after all. Kate pauses as Aerith settles in next to her, a slight tension pulling her shoulders taut. Having someone sit and watch her doodle is a new one.
She stretches, arms raising over her head, fingers bending back as she pushes her palms towards the ceiling. )
Mmm... ( A planet, huh? Well, she can do that much. It's a simple and, by her world's standards, iconic design: a circle with a ring around it. Cute, small and something which could easily have other tattoos designed around it. )
Sound like you're plannin' my future for us.
( Who knew Aerith was a careers adviser? But those words carry no irritation: hard to do so when Aerith has pulled all this off for her. When things feel pleasant and the usual weight of the mission which brought her to Jigokucho is silent.
When this feels like where she's supposed to be.
She busies herself with the equipment, sorting out ink and handing the drawing to Aerith so she can decide where she wants it placed. )
[ It needs to be somewhere she can see it whenever she wants, and somewhere sterile. The obvious choice, honestly, but she thinks that's where it's best suited. ]
You don't like it? [ By now, Kate surely knows Aerith's only ever teasing. ] I'm making a wish for the future.
( It's a sweet sentiment, but it stings. Miss her? Aerith barely knows her. )
... I doubt that.
( People who've known her longer were happy to forget her existence as soon as she wasn't useful to them any more. Why should she expect people here to be any different?
Clearing her throat, Kate quickly shifts subjects back to the immediate; )
[ Though Kate's remark does not sting Aerith, she thinks that it says a great deal about Kate. Briefly, Aerith considers asking Kate if she would miss her, but she thinks better of it. Perhaps that's a little too forward, and she's not quite high up on the friendship ladder enough for it. Instead, she just tilts her head, inquisitive and smiling before she replies. ]
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Never tried.
( Kate doodles, though that probably isn't the kind of habit that will make tattoo-worthy art. But there's tracing paper and the internet. ) We could look for summat online.
( A piece or art or something? )
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Yeah, and? If it's gonna be a tattoo by you, it should be a Kate original. Who knows, maybe it'll be the first of many... nnnnot for me. For you.
[ To be clear. ]
There's shops around. I know one of us Lost Souls opened up... what an apprenticeship over there? [ It's only a suggestion. ]
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Oh, Gara's place? ( She knows all about Grave Wax. ) 'M goin' there later.
( But she just accepted a better waiter gig at Nero's new place, so! She's staying out of trouble.... kinda. Mostly.
But for the moment, Kate is gonna pull up a chair and grab a pencil and paper. )
... What d'ya want, then?
( Don't leave her to her own devices on this. )
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Hmm... [ Pausing to think, she lets her gaze rove around the clinic for a moment. It's not terribly busy, and a number of people are wandering about, partaking in pizza and popcorn, or drinking to their heart's content. It's a chunk out of her wallet, but well-spent. Seeing it is warm feeling, a reminder that no matter what, they all connect to one another even if it's something as small as a slice of pizza. ]
How about a planet? [ Of course. She looks back at Kate, smiling. ] Something small. When you get better at it, will you do another one for me? Some day?
[ There's always another day, after all. ]
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She stretches, arms raising over her head, fingers bending back as she pushes her palms towards the ceiling. )
Mmm... ( A planet, huh? Well, she can do that much. It's a simple and, by her world's standards, iconic design: a circle with a ring around it. Cute, small and something which could easily have other tattoos designed around it. )
Sound like you're plannin' my future for us.
( Who knew Aerith was a careers adviser? But those words carry no irritation: hard to do so when Aerith has pulled all this off for her. When things feel pleasant and the usual weight of the mission which brought her to Jigokucho is silent.
When this feels like where she's supposed to be.
She busies herself with the equipment, sorting out ink and handing the drawing to Aerith so she can decide where she wants it placed. )
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You don't like it? [ By now, Kate surely knows Aerith's only ever teasing. ] I'm making a wish for the future.
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Don't wanna be here that long.
( And if all goes right, she will have a much more interesting career waiting for her back home. One she's always wanted to do. )
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Me neither, I guess, but I'll miss you. I'm sure I will.
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... I doubt that.
( People who've known her longer were happy to forget her existence as soon as she wasn't useful to them any more. Why should she expect people here to be any different?
Clearing her throat, Kate quickly shifts subjects back to the immediate; )
Where are we doing this?
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Why, you don't want an audience?
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I mean where on your body.
( It's not the first or last time, Kate is sure, that someone has misunderstood her. )
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Hmm...
[ She can't muster up to care much, honestly. After a bit of thinking, she settles. ]
Artist's choice? Long as it's not my face...
[ She thinks that'll hurt too bad, but also, she doubts Kate's going to crack a joke about putting it on her ass, so no need to cover that. ]
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( She flashes a half-grin.
No, but seriously; ) Give me your right arm.