Horizons Tattoo & Piercing Studio, Alexandria, VA: Saturday Night

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"Did I mention one of the duties of Moral Support is to make sure I actually go in this place?" Xander asked as he peered in through the glass doors.

[OOC: For the roomie-in-law, NFB due to distance.]

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Xander looked over at him nervously. "Too much?"

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"No no no no no," Anders assured him hastily. "You've got more guts than me, though."

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"Well I wasn't thinking it'd be actually this big," Xander said. Considering it took up most of a standard legal size page.

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"I am not," Anders was quick to say, "trying to picture that in my head, just so you know, but I kind of hope not, because ow."

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Xander craned his neack to look around behind himself. "My ass is not that big, I don't care how many twinkies I've been eating."

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"Just be glad it's a tattoo and not the real thing," Anders said dryly.

Procrastinating? Just a bit maaaaaaaaaaaaybe, yes.

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Ray snorted. "We don't do that kind of work here. There's an architect down the street...."

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Anders turned and gave Xander a deadpan look. "See?"

He actually wasn't sure what point he was trying to make.

"Well . . . I guess I can go first."

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"I'll need to see some ID to show you guys are both of age - that cool?"

Xander gave him an incredulous look, but reached for his wallet. "I'll just take that as a compliment, I guess. Especially considering I'm like, a hundred and two or so depending on how you count."

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"I wasn't counting," said Anders, grateful for fake Earth ID, and hey, who knew? Maybe in relative time between Earth and the Colonies he was old enough. He handed it over, hoping like hell it would pass muster.

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"In what, dog years?" Ray asked as he took a look at both their ID's, then handed them back.

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"Something like that," Xander answered. Dog years, suspended animation years, whatever.

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"Well, you're old enough in people-years; that's all I care about." Ray started to carry the tattoo designs over to the counter. "Lemme get you guys set up with some paperwork to sign, and then we can get started."

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"Actually can I get that back?" Xander pointed to his paper.

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"Changed your mind?" Ray held the sheet out to him. "S'okay; people do. Better now than a breakup and three hundred bucks worth of repair work later."

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Xander raised an eyebrow, then shook his head. "Yeah no. Just wanted to fix something." He unclipped the Sharpie from the same pocket he'd been carrying the page in, and added another couple of strokes to the design.

He handed it back. "There. That'll do it."

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Anders chuckled his approval. "I'm pretty sure that's not gonna be an issue," he assured Ray. In Xander's case he was pretty damn confident, anyway; in his own it was more of a hope.

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"Hey, his ass, not mine. Not like I want to talk myself out of a job." Ray took the sheet back without commenting on the addition, and reached for their paperwork.

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Anders cleared his throat. "So, uh. You going first then?"

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"I thought you were going first?" Xander snickered.

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Gulp.

"Yeah, okay," Anders agreed.

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And now it was Ray snickering at them both. "Or you could just go at the same time. We do have more than one inker on staff."

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Gulp.

"I...knew that. Right. I guess. Yeah. Sure."

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La la la, this was not Anders smirking behind his hand.

Because it was Anders doing that and internally meeping at the same time.

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"You can even be in the same room if you want." That was totally Ray not bothering to smirk behind his hand.