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[oh_wowee]

It was just after noon in Mordhaus on Saturday. Toki had already finished his yoga-and-weightlifting part of the day, and had just popped in to grab a bagel and some coffee for breakfast before making his way to Pickles' room. Pickles, of course, had already agreed to drive Toki and Skwisgaar to get Skwisgaar's second gift

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[dats_dildoes]

"Hokays." Was the breezy response.

Of course, it didn't take more than a few minutes for even Skwisgaar to get bored looking at dragons, so it was a good thing that there was the perfect one somewhere near the front of the book. He grinned when he found it, "Hey Tokis."

[oh_wowee]

Toki had moved on from the posters to look at the neat little statuettes in a case near the front of the store, and when Skwisgaar called, he bounded over, looking over Skwisgaar's shoulder once more.

Well, hey. That was perfect. "I..." Was all Toki could really think to say, his fingers curled tight around Skwisgaar's arm, as his way of public hugging.

David came over, and nodded, pulling out the picture. "That here's a real work of art. Drew it back when I first opened up this shop. Nobody's asked for it, though. G'on and sit down, I'll get this ready. This tattoo'll take about four hours to get done."

Toki sighed, "Four hours? Dat's longer den our concerts!"

[dats_dildoes]

Skwisgaar rolled his eyes, "Ja, but you's is spending a longers kind of time doings a model or somekinds of stuff. You's is have play the Deedeearr for dats long before."

And had subsequently slept for going on twelve hours.

[oh_wowee]

Toki realized that the Swede was right and he heaved a heavy sigh. "If I gots to sits here for four hours, what is you goings to dos 'til den?"
Pickles had already driven home. Luckily for Skwisgaar, the redhead had the mind to leave one of the guitars behind for the blonde to use, because well, nobody would want to see Skwisgaar without one for long.

David led Toki to the chair and asked to have him remove his shirt. Toki had worn the lowest-riding pants he owned to allow for the tattoo to be put on without having to remove them. After the stencil was applied, the brunette just looked up at Skwisgaar, arms crossed and propping up his head with them.

"You better likes it after is done, I won't bes able to sees it, but you wills." Toki warned, and the needle went into his skin the first few dozen times before he could even take an inward hiss of breath. "Dat's not so bad, I guess."

[dats_dildoes]

It was a good thing Pickles had some foresight, because otherwise this could have turned out bad. Very, very bad.

As it was, Skwisgaar shrugged, flopping into a chair to watch, sort-of-but-not-quite playing along to whatever the ambient music was, "Ja? Ands?" He shrugged, "Not like I's is going to picks on a one I hates it."