[LOG] Sakon and Rangiku
What: Rangiku goes for a tattoo
Who: Rangiku and Sakon
When: Afternoonish, Monday July 28th
Where: Sakon's tattoo shop
Rating: PG
Open/Closed To: Rangiku and Sakon
The downtown tattoo parlor called Tiki Tattoo was tucked away; you needed a map and/or a GPS to find it properly, and once you did, there was still a sign that said "Mimi's Hair Boutique". Sakon's hadn't gotten around to making his own sign. The only indication was a small, computer-printed, lamenated sign that said "Please use back entrance". There was an alleyway between Sakon's shop and the next shop, leading to a back porch on the second floor, accessed by wooden stairs.
Inside, the waiting room had a few lawn chairs, candy machines, and was painted blue with a framed lisence stating that Sakon's shop had been approved by the city to open business. In the next room was a bathroom, a desk with several glitter-ridden office supplies on it, and a computer. This was where the secretary was, most of the time. Sakon himself was sitting there, typing on the computer. He had a drawing pad next to him, sketching out a design between paragraphs. He wore a white cowboy hat over his lavender hair, a white and black shirt, and black, baggy pants. The short sleeves on his shirt showed arms and neck drenched in tattoos; his visible eyebrow was peirced, and his right ear had five piercings, one of which was enlarged enough to fit his pinky finger in.
Who: Rangiku and Sakon
When: Afternoonish, Monday July 28th
Where: Sakon's tattoo shop
Rating: PG
Open/Closed To: Rangiku and Sakon
The downtown tattoo parlor called Tiki Tattoo was tucked away; you needed a map and/or a GPS to find it properly, and once you did, there was still a sign that said "Mimi's Hair Boutique". Sakon's hadn't gotten around to making his own sign. The only indication was a small, computer-printed, lamenated sign that said "Please use back entrance". There was an alleyway between Sakon's shop and the next shop, leading to a back porch on the second floor, accessed by wooden stairs.
Inside, the waiting room had a few lawn chairs, candy machines, and was painted blue with a framed lisence stating that Sakon's shop had been approved by the city to open business. In the next room was a bathroom, a desk with several glitter-ridden office supplies on it, and a computer. This was where the secretary was, most of the time. Sakon himself was sitting there, typing on the computer. He had a drawing pad next to him, sketching out a design between paragraphs. He wore a white cowboy hat over his lavender hair, a white and black shirt, and black, baggy pants. The short sleeves on his shirt showed arms and neck drenched in tattoos; his visible eyebrow was peirced, and his right ear had five piercings, one of which was enlarged enough to fit his pinky finger in.