:: HERO of KORRIBAN ::
Quint had been getting restless. There were too many things people expected of a tattoo artist sometimes, and other times it was dead. The dead seasons were when Quint usually closed up and ran a smuggling job or two, there was only one problem, his usual comrades hadn't been heard from in a while. The Scarlett twins were a set of fraternal twin Zeltrons Quint was known to run around with. Inna and Jess were quite the pair, and Quint found himself in this on again off again relationship with the younger of the two.
There was nothing to do but read, so Quint sat in one of the chairs and worked on catching up on his fiction. He liked reading but had little time for it. The life he lived was a busy one, it kept him out of trouble. His sign read that the shop was open, so he felt like he had to be there. Boredom also meant he had an ale and cigar close by. He didn't smoke often, but did like a good cigar.
"Could the night go any slower," he said aloud to himself as he watched potential customers walk right on by.
Business had been slow since the crazy night he had the other day. Yeah, he didn't need to relive that night anytime soon. What he needed was a nice normal customer, one like the gal he tattooed after hours later that night. Yeah, a nice pace, or a private job, would be nice.
[member="Karma Jayne"]
There was nothing to do but read, so Quint sat in one of the chairs and worked on catching up on his fiction. He liked reading but had little time for it. The life he lived was a busy one, it kept him out of trouble. His sign read that the shop was open, so he felt like he had to be there. Boredom also meant he had an ale and cigar close by. He didn't smoke often, but did like a good cigar.
"Could the night go any slower," he said aloud to himself as he watched potential customers walk right on by.
Business had been slow since the crazy night he had the other day. Yeah, he didn't need to relive that night anytime soon. What he needed was a nice normal customer, one like the gal he tattooed after hours later that night. Yeah, a nice pace, or a private job, would be nice.
[member="Karma Jayne"]