M - omnipresent knife in my back

Cotl · 08-19-2010, 09:15 PM

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OOC here: +5

The woman would eventually agree with him about drawing being a skill. It definitely was, and that's why he had made his profession the one of the image-bearer of the clan. It was the single thing he was very good at, but he also enjoyed it. While there were some perks about knowing how to battle with your fists, claws, and teeth, it was also very painful for him when he got hit and kicked, and he was a sadist, not a masochist. He didn't like being in pain, but he liked the control of putting someone else in pain. This had also been a reason that he was not nearly as tattooed and pierced as say, his brother, who was a masochist. Cotl would say that the most painful piercing he had done was the one he couldn't do himself. His nape of his neck that was hidden by his long hair. He shuddered as he thought about the pain of sleeping, and brushing his hair and and sometimes, his twitches would aggravate it because of the way he would twist his neck. Cotl would simply nod his head to her words, and clear his throat.

She would inform him that she was new (obviously) but she was coming back here, so she had lived here at some time in her life, before Cotl had come to Nova Scotia. It was weird to think that there was anything before his existence since it seemed like he'd been here forever now, but he knew that in the back of his mind he was still a newbie in the clan, even though he had escalated through the ranks like he had done in the last few months, and he remained stationary at his rank for now, and probably would continue because of the fact that job was now a fixed rank, and he could not move with the same job throughout the ranks. His job would change along with his ranks and privileges, if there were any to be had by the German Imaginifer. The woman would then verify that Kaena was her grandmother. Cotl nodded his head again. She's vonderful.-FICK- She takes somes quicktips from mich, but she ist very skills on her own. the man would speak to the woman, blinking both of his eyes and twitching his neck. Tali would go on to speak about how she only had pencils, but did not linger on the subject for very long before she would ask him about being a tattoo artist. If there was anything that Cotl Ulrich loved to talk about, it was art and ink. Wicked grin stayed on his lips, them not threatening to become the normal frown he wore on his face at all.

Nein, actually... he started to speak as he turned his arm to her so she could fully see his szeliga on his arm. Dis one, und dat one he pointed to his arm and then to his skull before continuing Ist by Kaena, your Grandmutter. the man spoke, an ear twitching and him clearing his throat roughly. He would then spread his leg and show her what his tattoo said. Dis one ist by mich. Buts, I've done a few clansman tattoos. Samael Lykoi, Silas Agata, Mein bruder-FUCKING DOUCHEBAG MUTTERFUCKER-, Marik Ulrich, Anselm De le Poer. the man spoke to the woman, not failing to interrupt himself with his own tics. He would let her see his own tattoo on the inside of his leg and then he would look back up to her, and have that wicked grin on his face. I trades fur tattoos and piercings, if you vere interested. -NYEH-I also cans sketch und draw on papers if du ever want to maybe trades arts, oder use mich as ein model fur ein portraits oder somedhing. Cotl appreciated the new artist, that was for sure.

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