Aradia Evans
rhythm guitar. [/font]
{{We are pawns but [we are we are] well dressed and ready for the violence}}
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Post by Aradia Evans on Jul 5, 2008 20:25:47 GMT -5
Ari walked down the street, studying the sheet of paper in her hands. She still didn't know what to get and she was almost there. By what to get, Ari meant which tattoo, she had already narrowed it down to three options, the black heart with a red rose and thorns, the scorpion, or the spider we under her ribcage with a spider hanging off of it. She smiled at her drawings. She really did like them all. She hadn't gotten a tattoo before, but she was sure she could handle it. Plus, Vanessa told her it didn't really hurt that much.
Finally, Ari got to the parlour. She opened the door to the place, hearing a little ping of a bell above. She walked quickley over to one of the chairs. She looked at her paper again, still confused on what to get. She smiled and the artist waiting. "Just a sec, I can't pick." she shrugged as she guy gave a little dismissive laugh.
Ari then decided that that whoever the next person to come into the parlour she would ask what he or she liked best and go with that decision. She leaned back in her chair and grabbed her iPod and turned it up to a deafening level as she started to listen to Underoath.
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