[i]Roxas squeezed Ophelia's hand and everyone began to head off toward the most reputable tattoo shop, "Myth-inks", which was inside the gates of SPA. Ophelia pushed the doors aside and stepped inside the shop, and low base heavy music played in the background. She moved up towards the front counter and looked at the person standing on the other side with silence at first. A werewolf woman looked back at Ophelia and then waved to Jax. Her eyes shifted to the two boys and then back to Ophelia. 

[color=f6989d]"What can I do for you four?"[/color] the woman asked, her head tilting to the side. Ophelia cleared her throat gently and then placed her palms on the counter. 

[color=6ecff6]"We need to get [url=https://i.pinimg.com/736x/0c/d8/c1/0cd8c15d4db0e1ea29ecf7c6bbdc215c--moon-tattoo-designs-moon-tattoo-ideas.jpg]SPA tattoos[/url] done, please. All four of us,"[/color] Ophelia said matter-of-factly. The woman nodded and waved her arm out for them to all proceed down a hallway with a few different rooms leading off of it. Four artists sat in each room, none busy. Ophelia went into one of the rooms with another woman, this time elvish, and smiled at her gently. 

[color=6ecff6]"I'd like to get the SPA sigil done please, on the nape of my neck."[/color] The elvish woman nodded and Ophelia pushed her hair aside, sitting down with her back to the woman after taking her cloak off as well. This pain would be literally nothing compared to some things she's experienced. She closed her eyes and the buzz of the gun started up, and she drifted off into her own thoughts. She thought about the words on the mirror, the darkness near her spirit, and about the demon inside of Roxas. She began to feel sad and lonely, and wanted to go shopping for a new outfit for tonight when they'd go to Cyanide. They didn't get to go out very often, but when they did, Cyanide was their number one choice. 

She still had the bag of Solars from Roxas, and figured she could probably get herself and Jax something new with it as well as treat them to a night out. After a while, the buzzing stopped, and the elvish woman tapped Ophelia's shoulder, holding a small mirror out to her so she could look into the floor length one and see. She stood in front of the tall mirror and looked at her new tattoo. it was bold and dark black, though somehow it was elegant. She grinned and then thanked the woman. Heading out toward the waiting room and sitting down.[/i]