In Beyond

In The Beginning

I can here the band red play as I walk into the tattoo parlour. All I can think is you can do this Vennie on repeat. I walk up to the main desk and ask if I'm on time for my interview.

"What interview miss?" The lady asks.

"My tattoo aprentence interview. It was schedule for 2'o clock today." I reply thinking it was weird she didn't know.

"Oh yes miss this way, please" She gets up and walks down a hallway behind her desk while i follow.

As we walk I look around and see strange drawings, even for a tattoo parlour. They all look like mythical creatures of odd origins like half-shifters and people controlling the elements.

"In through these doors miss." She says startling me out of my reverie. Alright Vennie, this will be easy as pie.

I enter the room and look around and see the same odd drawings and a desk in the middle of the room. I hear a noise in the backroom that sounded similar to the clanking of metal.

I turn to the backroom when I hear footsteps and the door creaking. What I see is a man with a beautiful dirty blondeish, straight hair color that goes down to his waist and the prettiest gray-green eyes in existence.

"Well, hello little miss. What are you doing here?" The gorgeous man says looking at me.

"I...uh...I'm-The lady out front...lead me here? For the interview I mean." I mentally face palm my stupidity while my face grows red hot.

"Well little miss quite the stutter you have there. Mind telling me you're name?" My apparently face thinks its not red enough and decides to go tomato on me but that doesn't stop me from blurting out my name.

"Wellingham. Vennie Wellingham. Nice to meet you sir."

"Ailill. Leander Ailill. If I'm correct you're here for the 2'o clock interview. Is that right Ms.Wellingham?"

"In fact it is Mr.Ailill. I'm guessing you are giving me the interview." I say with slight anger at him saying my last name but quickly remind myself he doesn't know.

"Yes I will be. Feel free to sit down I will be back in a moment." He yells walking off into the backroom. 

What weird man 

With that thought I sit down and take this opportunity to observe the room. Along with those odd pictures there is what looks like steam punk pieces?  I choose not to question those strange things and continue my observation. Thats when Leander decides to reenter the room.

"So Ms.Wellingham, I have your resume here and it seems that you have learned his to tattoo; how about piercings?" Leander asks me while I still absentmindedly look around.

"I can pierce bellybuttons, ears, noses, lips, and eyebrows." I finally look to the front of the room where Leander is sitting. He made a weird face after I was done talking but quickly masked it with a smile.

"Well then I guess your hired." He claps and stands up then starts gather up papers on his desk.

"B-but I didn't even- you didn't even- i-it wasn't even a r-re-al interview." He just looks up at me, smirks, and walks into the backroom.

Curse you stutter

I had no idea what to do so I just get up and start walking out.

"Ms.Wellingham?!" I hear a shout from somewhere that I figure is from Leander in the backroom.

"Yes?!"

"You start tomorrow! Dress code is anything that covers and isn't baggy!"

With that I start speed walking out of there.

What a weird place.

What weird people.

What have I gotten myself into?

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Copyright. Don't do it. My books are shit but I'll still fuck you up for it.

On another note. Don't you love bold italics and people never seeing your face. It just makes you so intimidating.

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(Not 1000 words but I think its good I still gotta leave some for next chap.)