Day 5

[kentucky_mcgiygas]

[ The dawn of a new day brings a new game! Ronald is silent today — perhaps sulking? — but a new challenge has been provided on your tablets. ]

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[exequte]

[look at least unlike her brother she's keeping it under control. So far.]</small. I can do that, if you think it will count.

[meatitfeedson]

It should, right? It's still permanently dyeing my skin, after all.

[exequte]

I guess if you look at it that way...

Do you know what colors you'd like?

[meatitfeedson]

Vivid ones, red, blue, green, whatever you think fits. There's a lot, so just do how ever much you feel like.

[When she pulls up her shirt, it should be clear what she means. Some parts are already coloured in, but it's definitely unfinished even in the outlines which stop before her arms.]

[exequte]

[SHE STUDIES IT A MOMENT IN CONSIDERATION]

Do you only want me to color it in?

[meatitfeedson]

If you want to do anything else, I won't complain. Even if you scribbled all over it, it wouldn't make a difference to me.

[exequte]

Oh no, I could never! It looks like it was already a lot of work, and took a long time to do, and I'd never want to ruin what was there!

[meatitfeedson]

It was on and off for about a year, but it's not like it matters to me. Go ahead and give the demon a little mustache or whatever!

[exequte]

O-oh gosh.

[JUNE WILL AVOID DOING THAT SHE DOES NOT WANT TO RUIN THE HARD WORK OF OTHERS but she does want it to count as its own tattoo, for the both of them, so she grabs all the bright colors of ink she can see, with black and white for good measure, and the tattoo gun.]

Okay! Where do you want to do this?

[meatitfeedson]

[She's too pure.]

I guess it's probably easier on you if I sit backwards on a chair? Then you can sit right behind me.

[exequte]

All right. Do you want to go somewhere else, though?

[Seeing what with how you'll have to take your top off and all.]

[meatitfeedson]

Ah- that might be a good idea, yeah.

[She'll just take June to her dressing room then where no one can gawk.]

[exequte]

[Off they go, then!!]

[meatitfeedson]

[along the way Kyrie grabs a chair to bring so they can both sit and no one has to lean awkwardly. She's that mom who doesn't care about walking around the house in states of undress so she isn't shy about it now either. At least she turns around to sit.]

They really picked a weird one this time, huh?

[exequte]

Yeah.

[There's a slightly awkward silence, or at least it seems that way to June, as she picks out a color of ink and puts it in first.]

I guess they wanted something to prove that this place had changed us forever?

[That's the best thing she's coming up with, anyway, at least other than "they want us to make bad decisions" but that just feels a little too grim to say right now.

She gets to work on the tattoo, adding colors as promised, but also adding new shapes and patterns within and with the colors, so it's more likely to count as its own work. Flames, flowers, a little tiny bird, a tiny elephant, several different ways of writing love, none all immediately visible, but there if you wanted to look. She changes colors as she goes, getting the hang of things a little more as she continues (she's not exactly an accomplished tattoo artist at home, after all). The end result is pictures hidden in the greater picture that was already there.]