The Stockings and The Eyes

Chapter Fifteen

"Imma go find some people to rate," Caroline said before she left.

"Hey! Don't get caught this time!" Arin shouted at her, "Imma go disappear some guest guessers."

Arin left and soon so did Sasha. Sasha's plan was a bit unclear. She wanted to go get materials for something, we didn't catch the rest. Azure started walking off in one direction. I followed her while looking around. The city had lots of large building covered in ads. We passes by a few small shops. There was a tattoo shop we passed. Azure stopped and stared at it for a bit.

"I have an idea," Azure said as she pulled me in with her.

We sat the waiting chairs and Azure pulled her weapon from the backpack. It was basically extremely sharp, metal claws the fit perfectly over her fingertips. It was held tight with five small straps on each finger and five small chains that led to a leather strap around her wrist. Azure called it her Blood Slicer. She put it on her right hand and walked up to the tattoo artist. He was a muscular man who was working on a young girl about the age of seventeen.

"I have a project for you," Azure said as she sat next to the girl getting tattooed.

"You'll have to wait you turn," The artist said.

Aruze got up and brought her claws to his throat. She walked around him while holding down her claws. She made a few small cuts, bearly deep enough to draw blood.

"We don't have to wait for anything," Azure looked at the girl, "Go wait your turn."

"You're nuts," She said as she grabbed her black shirt and looked at me, "You best get out of here."

"Don't call my girlfriend nuts," I replied as I pulled out my shield, "You best leave."

"You guys are freaks," She said.

I tossed the shield towards her. She ran out so the shield just missed her. Azure called me over and I pulled the shield out of the wall.

"Twist him the wrong way and he's a mad hare," Azure looked at the artist who looked terrified, "One big a on the left corner of his lower stomach. Give it a tilted top hat. A red ribbon that looks like it's bleeding. And do not forget the pink flower pinned on the ribbon of the hat."

"Yes, yes," The artist said, "Right away. Lay down and we'll get started. Anything for you miss?"

"A top hat on the opposite side for me," Azure said, "Here are the pictures I want you to imitate."

I had no idea tattoos hurt so much. The 'A' was written in a 'Courier New' font that the artist looked up on the internet. I watched the windows and door as Azure got her tattoo done.

"Would you nice," Azure place her claws back on his neck, "Very kind and generous customers be interested in anything else?"

"Yes," Azure got up and admired her new tattoo, "Don't call the cops or mention any of this ever happening. Because we can easily find you. Got it. Let's go Noah."

"Understood perfectly," the artist shouted as we walked out.

I rubbed my stomach to ease the soreness. We stopped at the beach and picked a spot to sit at. Azure laid down next to me, and began to fiddle with the top front pocket of the right side of my pants. I sat back and leaned on my hands. We sat for a while in silence. Azure pulled me down at one point.

"You'll be eighteen at midnight tonight," Azure said and moved so her torso was over me, "I have deliciously exciting present for you the second the clock strikes twelve."