[ Looking at Niles with a little skepticism. Okay, she knows he's...himself, but that seems a bit much. Is there really going to be blood everywhere? How bad does getting a tattoo hurt, anyway?
Again, though, she doesn't say anything unless one of them prompts her, only sits and watches the process with some bile fascination. It's sort of gross? Sort of cool? Both? ]
[Niles catches Azura's glance and rolls his eye dismissively. L's exaggerating. Despite not having any ink himself, Niles assisted in giving more than a few gang tattoos. He's actually been the clean up crew for this sort of thing, and unless L was abysmal at this, there shouldn't be much clean up at all. And it quickly becomes obvious that L is far from abysmal. The rhythm he establishes with three distinct sensations quickly becomes almost hypnotic to Niles.
The stretch as L pulls his skin just a little more taught, the sharp prick, dull pressure. Stretch, sharp, dull. Stretch, sharp, dull. Stretch, sharp, dull. One poke a little deeper than it needed. His ears twitch, and underneath the table the end of his tail gives a weak little flick, but otherwise Niles doesn't even blink. A few more cycles, and then L has to gently wipe excess ink off, check how much was absorbed. There's a pregnant pause, a lull in the pattern. Then it starts up once more. Niles lets out a long, breath, the end of which bubbles into a purr, entirely unintentionally.]
[Interesting. Niles tones down his lewdness around Azura, relegating a reference to a masochist's emission as blood, alone. He decides not to needle and press, though a realm Niles actually does find uncomfortable is tantalizing.
A voice, that is his own but sounds like Myr's, gently chides. You're better than that, amatus.
He clears his throat, and continues his work, trying to ignore what sounds like a pleasure signal from the chimera. He wipes again, cuts again, checks his runes; he's a damn artist, and Niles has to appreciate it. Anyone in his position would.]
It's taking well.
[Brisk, unsurprised.]
You'll want to test it straightaway when it's finished, I expect.
[If Niles had the capacity to be embarrassed, then the purr would indeed be embarrassing. As it is, L has already seen him openly masturbate to getting non fda approved electroshock therapy, so trying to temper his reaction was more trouble than it was worth. Stifling a purr is possible, but requires tensing and holding his breath. He needs to remain still and relaxed for the best results, so he lets the purr continue to rumble behind his voice.]
Unless it needs to set...orrrr something?
[He'd studied the design, but the actual use of it remains to be seen. He knows that normal tattoos need to be treated with caution and care until they properly heal, perhaps his skin needs time to accept the magic just as it does the ink.]
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Again, though, she doesn't say anything unless one of them prompts her, only sits and watches the process with some bile fascination. It's sort of gross? Sort of cool? Both? ]
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The stretch as L pulls his skin just a little more taught, the sharp prick, dull pressure. Stretch, sharp, dull. Stretch, sharp, dull. Stretch, sharp, dull. One poke a little deeper than it needed. His ears twitch, and underneath the table the end of his tail gives a weak little flick, but otherwise Niles doesn't even blink. A few more cycles, and then L has to gently wipe excess ink off, check how much was absorbed. There's a pregnant pause, a lull in the pattern. Then it starts up once more. Niles lets out a long, breath, the end of which bubbles into a purr, entirely unintentionally.]
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A voice, that is his own but sounds like Myr's, gently chides. You're better than that, amatus.
He clears his throat, and continues his work, trying to ignore what sounds like a pleasure signal from the chimera. He wipes again, cuts again, checks his runes; he's a damn artist, and Niles has to appreciate it. Anyone in his position would.]
It's taking well.
[Brisk, unsurprised.]
You'll want to test it straightaway when it's finished, I expect.
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[If Niles had the capacity to be embarrassed, then the purr would indeed be embarrassing. As it is, L has already seen him openly masturbate to getting non fda approved electroshock therapy, so trying to temper his reaction was more trouble than it was worth. Stifling a purr is possible, but requires tensing and holding his breath. He needs to remain still and relaxed for the best results, so he lets the purr continue to rumble behind his voice.]
Unless it needs to set...orrrr something?
[He'd studied the design, but the actual use of it remains to be seen. He knows that normal tattoos need to be treated with caution and care until they properly heal, perhaps his skin needs time to accept the magic just as it does the ink.]