Blue Clouds: an Arcane Fanfiction

"Trouble at home?" Kade smirked, half taunting, and half curious. At 15 years of age, an age at which he considered himself to be an adult, Kade would usually be above provoking scrawny, prepubescent girls. But he was in piss poor humour. She'd broken his window, insulted his floors, and, inexplicably, he was helping her. Hurt lit up across her face before she quickly looked away, hugging her knees close to her chest.

"Just tattoo me."

Fine by him. He felt a flicker of remorse at having hurt her, but he was too stubborn to apologise.

"Your name, first." he asked coldly, bored. Her feelings weren't his problem, he reminded himself, shaking his head to clear it. The tattoo gun in his hand whirred to life.

"Jinx."