Ink Me Insane (Book One)

Thirty One

Delivery system. She was just a delivery system, like a pizza boy or something. She wondered if she'd get a good tip. She better, this job was years in the making apparently. Plus Lord knows she had to come to Hell to complete it. She wasn't even sure what standard tip was for being a delivery girl...then again, the tip percentage on a zero dollar charge was still zero dollars. Worse delivery job she had ever had...only job she had ever had...still sucked.

Rene met the good doctors eyes. He didn't seem particularly mad, not in them. Yes there was a shine of passion but no real fever. It was more terrifying than seeing madness in his eyes. He thought he was right. He had found the logic to support himself. He was a man of science, the world he saw and the actions he took, made sense to him. Of course didn't change the fact that he was indeed batty, but still...that level of clearness and clarity in his eyes made her drown. Nothing like doubting one's self in the home stretch.

"So I have a question," Michael held out an imaginary mic. "Scientific minds are inquiring, how does some magical, voodoo, crazy ink-stuff make you look like that? It's like Pikachu and Sonic the hedgehog had a baby then you glued it to your head after chugging that weird blue liquid inside of magic eight balls."

Everyone stared at him dumb found.

"Are you an idiot?" Declan gapped.

"Only on Tuesdays." He paused taking in the room's atmosphere of shock. "What? I can't be the only one who had that as a childhood." Silence greeted, him crickets could practically be heard chirping at the odd joke. "You were all deprived as children and I feel sorry for you." Michael humphed and went over plopping into a chair by Scarlet.

So many eye rolls, Rene was surprised she hadn't sprained something or gained super human eyes from the workout. It had all the keys of a good work out, reps and sets. Scarlet had scooted away on her seat to now perch daintily on the chair armrests. The dark rolling disgust in her eyes screamed seductress murderer, her posture and calm face said elegant lady. She supposed that was the problem though wasn't it? Most evil people did not exactly look evil. Sure the Doctor was something else, but Scarlet and Miss Rachel? They looked normal. Scarlet even looked above that. She looked like a freakin' goddess normal people bowed down to. Even Derek, incredibly creepy guy that he was, appeared fairly average at first glance. All these normal modern day villains blending into society, yet Rene was the one labeled as a bad apple because of her tattoos, talk about messed up.

"Well?" Rene sighed.

"Well what?" Dr. Laurel inquired bringing his gaze away from the tantrum by Michael.

"It may have been a very stupid phrasing, but it's a good question. How did this ink," She traced the tips of her fingers skittishly across Kai. "Become that?"

A dazzling smile greeted her with a slight tisking. She bet those white teeth glowed in the dark. He was like a teacher gently reprimanding a student. "This is a tit for tat arrangement Miss Sparks. You want another answer, show me another tattoo." He clapped his hands delighted. "I know, how about..." He wiggled his fingers of one hand like trying to show off a ring.

A slight roll and twitch of her fingers brought her left hand into a fist, clenching away into the shadows what he was so eager to examine. The sun had died off. Its last rays swallowed by the strength of the black that had encroached upon it. The only source of light in the small room was now the pale florescent glow by two overhead rods. Dr. Laurel waved his hand beckoningly and Miss Rachel stepped forward to flick on a small pink desk lamp. The light struggled to illuminate the room shining through the shade to reveal a pattern of pink roses. Such pretty roses which danced in the light. Not over done like most of the things in the office. She was fairly certain they were the only ones in the office as well. All the other flowers and frills were of a different kind with a level of haughty and priss. The roses were elegant, the rest was gaudy maybe even tacky...yeah definitely tacky. Poor roses, probably wish they could just wilt and fall away. Kind of like Rene right now.