"Yeah, sure" Lior said, schooling his face into a poker face. He
hadnt ever really worked with many people before, and he really
only conned other people working on their own.
"How do we even know if we can trust YOU?!" Isla shouted at Lior.
She was upset that he didn't tell anyone about this "Oh, I've
worked with you before. Blah blah bla!" she wanted in on this
though. It actually sounded kind of fun. And she wasn't going to
let him ruin it. (Oooohhhh beef beef beef)
Aimee watched the others, and smiled at Isla. The man nodded,
crossing his arms. A tattoo of two wings was on his bicep. He
looked to a man at the door. "Take those... Five to the parlor." He
said. He nodded, and beckoned them to line up again. "Chill." Sarah
scoffed, rolling her eyes at the two.
The boy led them through the halls, and opened a door, letting them
through. It looked like a tattoo parlor. Aimee froze up,Sarah
patting her head. She hated needles.
Alyssa looked around the parlor. She had never really been to one
before, since she always did her makeup herself. She never got
tatoos either, it would probably give her a bad impression with
parents when she and her theater group performed for children. Why
would they be here? She joined, but she would never get a tattoo.
The man tched. "You. Your gonna get our insignia on your arm." He
pointed to Sarah, making her jump. She sighed, before heading to a
chair much like those at the dentist. A girl with wavy pixie cut
hair approached her. She cleaned the needle, did everything to
prep, beginning to tattoo her. Sarah flinched, but relaxed.
"Cool. I'll go next." Isla said, excited, a rather rare feeling for
her. Yet, a creeping sense of dread almost enveloped her, but she
pushed it away. (Yeah, Isla's kind of a badass goth)
Alyssa watched the others get their tattoos. When no one was
watching, she pulled out her phone and turned it on for just a
second. There was only three percent left. If she wanted to make a
call, it had to be quick. She put it away and just leaned against
the wall.