RP?

He smiled nervously. "Well, I'm glad I'm not alone in this."

"Not much," he added hastily. "The pain passes very quickly, then it's just uncomfortable."

He laughed, opening the door. "Well, I'm not the toughest guy, so we'll see."

(anybody up for playing the tattoo artist?)

A blond haired girl was reading a small paperback book inside, fingering the indigo streaks in her hair. When she heard the bell ring, she got up quickly, haphazardly throwing the book on a desk. "Oh, hello! What can I help you with?" she asked, not-so-discreetly sitting on the book from earlier and shifting back and forth to hide it. (How about it's a regular tattoo place, but if you show her your magic, she'll do a magic tattoo for you)

(sounds good)
Jordan flashed a bright smile at her. "I'm here for a special tattoo, if you're willing."

The girl raised an eyebrow. "What kind of 'special tattoo' do you mean? Name's Zoe, by the way. And you are…"

"I'm Jordan," he said, giving a small bow as if he was a gentleman. Sparks flew from his hands. "Pleased to meet you."

Zoe's eyes widened, and she nodded. She spread her hands wide, and instantly, the illusion cast over the shop disappeared. The ringing alarm clock became a singing phoenix pendulum clock, while the stars drawn on the cuffs of Zoe's jeans started to glow. "So… what kind of tattoo do you want?"

He raised his eyebrows, impressed. "I'd like a symbol on my back. One that prevents burns from fire," he explained. Jordan gestured to his bandaged arm. "I wasn't being very careful with my abilities, and this happened."

Zoe winced. "Ouch… that's got to hurt. Do you have any requests for the design?"

"Just bold dark lines, I guess," he said with a shrug. "And I want it to cover basically the entire upper section of my back."

Zoe nodded, pulling threads of golden light seemingly from nowhere and weaving it quickly into a fiery design that hovered in the air. "Like this?" she asked.

He beamed at her. "Exactly." Jordan pulled his shirt off. "But from what I understand, we're closing soon so we should probably get this over with."
(gtg to bed, see you tomorrow)

the stars drawn on the cuffs of Zoe's jeans started to glow.

DEH?

(not to mention the 'indigo streaks in her hair')

(or how she learned to dance like the rest of the world isn't there)

(lol how did I not pick that up?)

(I really don't know)

(you're the one with the connor profile pic) (for shAME)

(I'm sorrryyyy I'm tired)

(you're the one with the connor profile pic) (for shAME)

(Samuel Seabury)

(yep)

(XD)

(are we going to continue?)

(YES)

(okay I think it's your turn lol)

"What's the pattern like?" Ash asked curiously as Jordan settled into the chair.

"Huh? You mean the tattoo?" He asked Ash, crossing his arms over his chest to try to hide the two scars.

"Yeah." Ash noted Jordan crossing his arms over his chest self-consciously, so he turned around and pretended to look around the shop.

He looked at Ash for a moment, then laid himself down on the table-like thing, exposing his back but hiding his chest. "Sort of like the outline of a phoenix," he said. "But the lines of its tail branch out to cover my entire lower back."