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 Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2009 1:57 pm
Staring at the business card sitting on his coffee table, Pey picked up the card and took in a deep breath before dialing the number on his cell phone. His desire to get this tattoo along with Long's support had thoroughly convinced him that this was exactly what he needed in order to completely forget about his past and walk with his head held up high in the near future. It would also be the last memento his teacher could possibly give him. Strength and courage for the approaching future.
The male reclined in his couch while he listened to the fourth ring. Someone was bound to pick up right? Today was not a day where he was willing to walk outside. Bright sunlight always gave him a headache...
Waiting for the phone to be answered, Pey couldn't help but think maybe he was being just a bit hasty.
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Posted: Wed Aug 12, 2009 6:15 am
For some odd reason, Nate and Ace had ended up in a wrestling match.
Well, originally it had started with Ace wrestling with some cords, then when Nate tried to help her out of them, he ended up getting pulled in and now the two were caught in a tangled mess of cord. Then the phone rang.
"s**t." Ace couldn't get out of the entwined mess, "WIGGLE TO THE PHONE NATE! This is a team effort!"
Nate gave her a quizzical look, "What?!"
"JUST DO IT!"
So the two slivered and writhed their way over the floor towards the phone. They got about a foot before Ace got an arm free and made a faster break for it. Fifth ring; the next one would hit the answering machine. Oh, but not before she got there.
Sixth ring and -- "Vishnu Ink! Ace here; how can I help you?"
She somehow managed to do it - Ace never failed.
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 8:41 pm
Just as the male was about to shut his phone he heard the faint voice of a female. It was hard to describe the emotions he experienced when she had answered. It was... very... irritating. The idea that he was unable to interpret his own feelings.
Vishnu Ink! Ace here; how can I help you?
There was no turning back now. Putting the phone up to his ear, Pey cleared this throat before speaking.
"Hello. My name is Pey, a friend gave me your business card when I mentioned the idea of getting a tattoo."
The male paused unsure of how to continue. This was a very awkward conversation for some reason. It was making him uncomfortable.
"I wanted to get a tattoo of a kirin."
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Posted: Sat Aug 15, 2009 2:15 pm
Ace grinned, "Alright, Pey. Ouu, a Kirin? That's a different idea." She had never drawn one of these before; it'd be something new for her, but obviously something she'd manage to rock .. somehow, "Now, about how big were you considering getting this .. and where exactly?" These were just little things Ace needed to know so she could draw up a big enough sketch that would fit where the client wanted it to.
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