Someone have a read of this and tell me whether I've let any fetishes leak in
>"Why are we doing this again?"
>"Yeah, Eda, why are we wasting magical ink on tattoos?"
>"I think what you two mean to say is, 'Oh mighty and powerful Owl Lady, why are you wasting your time and power on such ungrateful subjects?'"
>"I'm not ungrateful,"
>"I know dearie."
>"just confused on how this is supposed to help me."
>"Since you are both kidnap-prone and unable to protect yourself with blades, staves, shields, or even clubs, I've got to get creative."
>"What about the belt?"
>"The collar is a tracking aid for after you get stolen, what I'm doing is going to make you resistant to getting stolen in the first place."
>"Instant magical power-up! Will I know kung-fu?"
>"Arms straight out. I've got to make sure this doesn't smudge."
>"Y'know, usually when someone has a tattoo they're either gritting their teeth or screaming in pain. Any reason why I'm not doing that?"
>"Really? I've just pricked your back hundreds of time and now is when you're asking what I'm doing?"
>"I trust that you now what you're doing and that you have my best interest in mind."
>"Aww."
>"Aww.
>"Aww. Also you've got mail."
>"Leave it on the table, Hooty."
>"Also just remembered to ask whether it will wash out when I go back home."
>"Eh, probably. These things never last as long as you want. It'll be fine."
>"Soooo. What will this tattoo do?"
>"Turn over, arms to the side."
>"Wow, this is embarassing. You, just sitting across me."
>"Just be glad you're young enough to not me to sit on you or this could get awkward-Er."
>"So..."
>"The pain will be delayed until my work has healed up. But as soon as it drys, you'll have resilience!"
>"And?"
>"What, you wanted more? I'm making you unstabbababble."
>"Well, that's good too. Can I put my shirt back on now?
>"Is it cotton?"
>"I think so."
>"Then no."
>"But-"
>"No buts. I'm not reapplying it if you smudge it. And besides, it's just us."
>"And me."
>"And Hooty."
>"And me."
