Flash (Wall Designs) Small :: 9 Galleons Medium :: 11 Galleons Large :: 13 Galleons Custom Tattoo Work 9 Galleons per hour, unless discussed otherwise. Custom Designs by Artist :: 4 Galleons each plus hourly charge Commissioned Designs by Artist :: 6 Galleons each plus hourly charge Runic Tattoos 7 Galleons each enhances possibilities of rune's representation from the time it is completed till fading single application (i.e. two runes do not mean double the strength.) maximum of five different runes, no repeats temporary; fades after three months
Be respectful of both staff and patrons. Staff have the right to refuse service to anyone for any reason. Staff have the right to request patrons leave if they are causing problems. Staff will not tattoo or pierce anyone in any state of inebriation. Staff will not tattoo or pierce anyone underage except with in-person permission from a parent or guardian. Patrons are responsible for their own safety in the skate park; All or Nothing and its staff are not responsible for any injuries. If a patron has a complaint, they may take it up with either of the owners. Any and all complaints will be ignored or mercilessly mocked in the event that staff or other patrons have been mistreated by entitled jerks.
× Now Hiring ×
The All or Nothing is currently looking for people to fill the following positions: Piercing Specialist, Skate Park Associate. To apply, please fill out the Shop Assistant form found on this thread. Please remember to quote Yukina101. Please specify the position you are applying for in your application. It is also optional, but encouraged, that you post your character coming into the shop and applying.
× Chairs for Rent ×
Chairs available for tattoo artists to rent and work on commission. Artists will be require to adhere to the prices set by the shop and observe the etiquette guidelines set by the owners. Artists rental agreements may be terminated if they fail to comply. To apply, please fill out the Shop Assistant form found on this thread. Please remember to quote Yukina101. Please specify the position you are applying for in your application. It is also optional, but encouraged, that you post your character coming into the shop and applying.
Posted: Tue Sep 29, 2015 9:31 pm
Acquiring some form of income was a must if Alexandria wanted to move out of her parents’ house and into a place that she and her boyfriend could call their own, so the nineteen year old stepped into the parlour in hopes that she could fill a position. After all, the place needed employees – and the bold “Now Hiring” signs at the front of the store seemed to imply help was needed desperately. Noticing the stack of papers on the front desk, Alexandria picked one up and sat down with a quill in hand.
So, what’s your name?: Alexandria Quimby-Scott How old are you?: 19 What position are you applying for?: Piercing Specialist Any previous experience?: I pierced my own ear cartilage. Although it isn’t much experience, I ended up not having any infections and the piercing healed properly. Why All or Nothing?: I love piercings and tattoos. I feel like I best fit in with people who are interested in them as well, and I like the vibe this establishment gives off. Why should you be accepted?: I’m a quick learner when I want to be, and I definitely do want to enhance my skills in piercing.
Alexandria read over her sheet once more before walking back over to the front desk and ringing the bell in hopes of getting the manager’s attention. She really needed this job.
You are beautiful like a dream come alive, .................................................................incredible.
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A centerfold, miracle, lyrical,.................................. you saved my life again.
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spaceGypsy heard the bell at the front desk ring and grimaced, her nose wrinkling. She sort of hated working the front desk. But, the alternative, until they hired someone to do it, was to let Emmet handle it, which, ugh, no thanks. He could sit back in his little corner and sketch his risque designs until his bloody hands fell off for all she cared. Part of her was pretty sure Lon and Seong had gone off the deep end; it was the only logical explanation for handing the shop over to the pair of them. Not to one of them; the pair of them. As in she was now Emmet Hughes' business partner, which wigged her the hell out. Weirder still was the fact that she half-owned this place. She was only twenty, going to be twenty-one in October, how in the hell did she even half-own a business? Ugh. Such a headache. She was too young for this bullshit. Then again, apparently she was going to be a damned mother as soon as she and Jer got their shite sorted out. She was pretty sure this was the exact opposite of what she'd had in mind for the two of them after school. She'd planned for them to screw around (literally and figuratively) and maybe travel a bit. But, her parents had died, and she'd had to be responsible. And now... ugh. It was weird. She was pretty sure the world had gone insane. Acting like she was a mature adult; in what universe did she qualify as a mature adult?!
spaceThe Ravenclaw shook her head, supposing that there were worse things in the world. She wasn't having to actually birth the child, that was a plus. And at least she liked her job, even with the headaches that came along with owning the place. That in mind, she tried for a brighter expression as she rounded the corner and approached the girl standing at the counter. She blinked a bit oddly, noting the page in her hand, and the outfit. Wait, what?"Hey! Uh... it's Alex, right? I think you were a year behind me in school?"she asked. She wasn't positive, but she was mostly pretty sure that was the girl's name. She had vague memories of her and Crash being a thing. Gypsy tongued her lip piercing a moment, then asked,"How can I help you?"She couldn't be sure without a better look, but she was almost certain the younger girl was holding an application. She didn't know why she was so thrown off; it wasn't like you had to be covered from head to toe in ink and black leather to work here, and if she and Crash were a thing, maybe she was more interested in the skate park? Whatever the case, they needed help around here, so she wouldn't complain. Somehow she doubted if Jojo would be in for free labor that Summer; the blonde's dad was probably still pretty upset over Lon just up and leaving. She didn't know what the couple had broken up over, but it'd apparently not been good. Last time she'd seen Ani, he'd looked like he was torn between screaming and crying, which she supposed was pretty normal for a break up. And if Ani was upset, he probably wouldn't be too keen on his daughter hanging around the shop for a while. Which was a bummer, but they'd deal. She guessed.
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Alexandria flashed a smile at Gypsy when she emerged from the back of the shop, immediately recognizing the bright pink hair. The nineteen year old didn’t think the older girl had much experience, if any, before working here, which gave the brunette a sense of relief. That must’ve meant she had a better chance at getting a job. And hey, it wasn’t like Gypsy hated her or anything. In fact, the two Hogwarts graduates barely even knew each other – besides out on the Quidditch pitch. “Hey! Uh, yeah. You graduated two years ago, right?” she asked, unsure about whether they were one or two years apart. “I noticed you were hiring, and I’m interested,” Alex stated, handing over her application to Gypsy. “I’m not only interested in the Piercing Specialist position,” she added – although, she hoped that was where they needed her the most. “I’m up for wherever I’m needed.” The brunette waited to see if Gypsy was going to call her manager to look over the application, unaware that she had recently been put in charge of the shop.
You are beautiful like a dream come alive, .................................................................incredible.
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
A centerfold, miracle, lyrical,.................................. you saved my life again.
c υ r r e n т l y ╔═══════════════════════════════╗ ♥ jєrєmч lσng ♥ LookingRebelliousat the Front Desk with Alex xxxғeelιngxxx Weird xxxтнιnĸιngxxx ❝ This is ******** bizarre. ❞ ╚═══════════════════════════════╝
í h α t є thє w σ r l d tσdαчஒ ஒ ஒxxxxxxxxxxxx чσu'rє sσ g σ σ d tσ mє, í k n σ w thαt í cαn't chαngєஒ ஒ ஒxxxxxxxxx T r i e d to tell you but you l o o k a t m eஒ ஒ ஒxxxxxx líkє mαчвє í'm αn α n g є l undєrnєαth, ínnσcєnt αnd s w є є tஒ ஒ ஒxxx ═════════════════════════════════════════════════╗
spaceGypsy swore, she almost flinched when Alex pointed out she'd graduated two years ago. Or, well. Asked. But she was right, it'd been that long. The Ravenclaw nodded, smiling faintly."Uh, yeah. 2029. Gypsy Lovette. In case you forgot,"she said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. She held a hand out for Alex's application, some small amount of satisfaction settling in when the girl confirmed she was here for a job. Thank Merlin. She and Emmet couldn't keep this place going all by their lonesome. Especially not when she was generally two inches from murdering the man. If they had an employee, there'd be a witness. No murders could be committed. Or, well. Not without also killing the witness. But she was pretty sure he'd never piss her off enough that she felt like it was worth doing that.
spaceThe statement that Alex wasn't 'just' interested in the piercing position made the metamorphmagus arch a brow, curious."What else did you have in mind? Learning to tat, or what? 'Wherever I'm needed' is a bit vague. Especially since it's just me and Em right now. We need pretty much everything,"she said, a bit sheepish. Well, it wasn't her fault that the owners had up and abandoned the two of them. Nor was it her fault that they'd been the only employees at the time. But, having found the place just tossed in her lap, she felt a bit responsible for it, annoyingly enough. She wanted it to do well."If you like... We can train you on piercings, and have you work the front desk. That'd be a big help..."she said, head tilting to the side thoughtfully.
spaceBelatedly, she realized she wasn't really conducting much of an interview, but hell, she didn't even really know how to do that. She hadn't really interviewed for her position, after all. She fiddled with her lip ring a little more."Uh... you know, I haven't a bloody clue how to actually interview a person for a job. I should probably figure that out. But... meh, ******** it. What kind of hours can you work?"she asked. Well, hell. If Lon could take her on as an apprentice without pulling a Spanish Inquisition on her arse, she could do the same with Alex, right? She should probably run it by Emmet... buuuuut she didn't really wanna know what he was going to say. She had a suspicion that it wouldn't be particularly savory. Though, she did know he only screwed with her because he knew she could take it... Well, and to tick of Jer. Which, she'd never admit it, but she didn't really mind it when the guy put Jer in a foul mood. Possessive Jer was sexy. And usually game for her to drag him upstairs for an hour or so.
spaceShe stepped behind the counter then, opening a drawer and pulling out a file to stick Alex's application in it."Honestly, I should at least pretend to consult Em. I don't particularly want to, and anyway, he can say whatever he wants, I called dominion over all hiring processes. Don't particularly want to see who he'd find to work the desk,"she said, crinkling her nose."But, you'll have to meet his arse anyway, so might as well get it out of the way. Wouldn't want you having to quit on us after the fact because he made an arse of himself."Sighing, she turned away and began walking towards the parlor proper, gesturing for Alex to follow her. As she walked through the door, she called out,"Oy! Em! Get off your arse and c'mere!"
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Alexandria flashed the pink haired girl a quick smile. “No, I know you. You were in my brother’s house,” she said with greater difficulty than she imagined. A large ball swelled up in her throat upon uttering the word “brother”. It’s been over a year since the Ravenclaw boy died, but Alex was nowhere over it. ‘Course, she was doing a lot better than her mother, who has been trying (and failing) at holding her family even closer, or Rosabella, who had fallen into the deepest depression she’s ever felt. Oddly enough, Cordelia was handling the situation quite well. You’d think a thirteen year old would have a tough a** time coping with the death of a family member. “You played beater, right? I think you sent a bludger my way once or twice,” she continued, hoping to hide her subtle voice crack from her previous statement. “I must say, you had quite the arm.” Every time the keeper had been hit, she’d end the game with dark bruises. Due to her position on the team, not very many bludgers hurtled her way. Her teammates, on the other hand, weren’t as lucky, especially not the chasers.
“I’d actually really like to learn to tat, but being trained on piercings while working the front desk is probably where I could help the most,” Alexandria said, surprised to hear that the shop only had two employees, and one of them was twenty. “I could even help out with the skate park if you need me to,” she added. What could be better than getting paid to stare at hot skater boys all day? Crash probably wouldn’t like that very much, but it wasn’t like he didn’t stare at attractive girls. She wasn’t stupid. But they way she saw it, as long as they stayed loyal and didn’t actually do anything worth being worried about, it didn’t matter. He’d still be the only one she truly wanted.
A large grin spread across the brunette’s features. “I can work whenever, and full time if possible.” After all, Alexandria did have to pay rent for her flat. “Oh, and I prefer to start in the afternoon and work ‘til closing.” Mornings just weren’t her thing. Plus, Crash worked a lot of night shifts, and if she started in the morning, the two wouldn’t see very much of each other. A chuckle escaped her lips at the mention of her quitting due to this Em guy. “Don’t worry, I’ve dealt with plenty of arses before. I think I can handle him.” Regardless, the nineteen year old waited for her potential coworker – or boss, or whatever he was – to “get off his arse.”
You are beautiful like a dream come alive, .................................................................incredible.
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
A centerfold, miracle, lyrical,.................................. you saved my life again.
☭Pureblood ☭Single ☭Co-Owner/Tattoo artist at All or Nothing ☭Older Brother
Emmet was sitting in the back perfecting some of the rune tattoos since he was the one that primarily applied them. Gypsy had a decent grasp but since he had actually apprenticed specifically for the tats when he was first hired (and he had taken runes back in school, no bragging) he figured he'd probably be doing the majority of it since she seemed to be more popular with those asking for creative, unique, one of a kind tats. So, balance he guessed. It was still weird that he not only had to think of her as his coworker but now a co-owner since he hadn't expected to own anything besides his house in his lifetime. It was weird, but it was a welcome weird. He had just started on a second one when he heard his name being called, or rather bastardization of it, being called from the front and gave a huff and groan as he straightened his spine from its hunched position."Comin'! Oi'm comin'!"he hollered back as he stood and walked out seeing Gypsy talking with some young girl. She looked barely legal, and this was coming from him, and her clothing made it seem like she'd fit in more with the crowd at Cirque le Soir than at a tat parlor and skate park."Oi nu you're a secret bleedin' 'eart an' al' Gyp but tell 'er whatever she's sellin' we don't want, especially if its 'er....goods if yer git waaat oi'm sayin'."Emmet said giving the teen another look up and down. Merlin, he looked even younger than Rainbow Bright!
Cara MiaKitty
kiska166
Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2015 10:08 pm
c υ r r e n т l y ╔═══════════════════════════════╗ ♥ jєrєmч lσng ♥ LookingRebelliousat the Front Desk with Alex xxxғeelιngxxx Weird xxxтнιnĸιngxxx ❝ This is ******** bizarre. ❞ ╚═══════════════════════════════╝
í h α t є thє w σ r l d tσdαчஒ ஒ ஒxxxxxxxxxxxx чσu'rє sσ g σ σ d tσ mє, í k n σ w thαt í cαn't chαngєஒ ஒ ஒxxxxxxxxx T r i e d to tell you but you l o o k a t m eஒ ஒ ஒxxxxxx líkє mαчвє í'm αn α n g є l undєrnєαth, ínnσcєnt αnd s w є є tஒ ஒ ஒxxx ═════════════════════════════════════════════════╗
spaceGypsy snorted out loud when Alex complimented her on her 'arm.' What arm? Seriously, either the girl had very bad memory, or she was trying to be nice... and lying through her teeth to do it. Gypsy considered that maybe, just maybe, she'd managed to aim one of her good hits at the Gryffindor, but doubted it, given how few and far between those hits had been."Sorry. That was rude,"she said, shaking her head."Just, I'm not sure in what universe I was ever a decent beater."The metamorphmagus rolled her eyes faintly, smiling. It wasn't like she was sore over it, she just thought it was funny. At this point, it was so far behind her, she couldn't help but feel that way.
spaceShe shrugged at the brunette, figuring that it wouldn't be that hard to figure out how to train her on a bit of everything."The only issue with all that is how much time you can put in. Either me or Em's always here, I live right upstairs. Learning to tat, that might mean you have to come in when we're closed. But, I can take you on. You have to pay for all your own supplies and all that. Takes about a year or so, until I say you're done learning. Then you have to start renting a chair, though."She chewed her lip a little, messing with her piercing as she mulled it all over."I'll put you on front desk for starters, since that's simple, you just have to book appointments and all that. One of us can train you on piercings, that't not hard. As for the park, it's not really all that different from the front desk. We're not typically too busy, so it shouldn't be too much for you to handle. As long as you pick everything up quick, anyway."Gypsy did hope that Alex didn't get overloaded. She was going to try and ease the younger girl into everything, but they desperately needed the help. With everything. Honestly, tattoos were about the only thing they had covered, no problems, because between her and Em, they generally did good business there, and kept up with everything. But, she wasn't going to say she wouldn't teach Alex, especially not if the brunette was willing to put in the hours to learn.
spaceShe cocked her head to the side a bit."Full time won't be an issue, trust me. And we don't even open that early, to be honest. I'm not a morning person, Em's not a morning person... neither are most of our clientele. So, no worries on that."
spaceThe girl's assertion that she could handle arses was met with a chuckle."So you think, but you never know until... well. If you can handle Emmet, at least I'll know you can handle some of the obnoxious types that wander through the door."As if to prove her point, the jackarse appeared, and immediately made her want to hit him upside his moronic head... so she did."Oi! Show some bloody respect, you don't even know her!"she told him with a glare."Her name's Alex, she wants a job, you git. And no, I'm not asking your opinion on the matter. Just figured I should introduce you so she's not completely shocked when you make an arse of yourself."Gypsy frowned at the older man, crossing her arms and arching a brow, as if to dare him to argue with her."I'm gonna put her on front desk and train her on piercings. And you're going to make an effort not to chase her off, got it?"A hip popped out, her nose tilting up so she could look down her nose at him. All she could think was, at least she probably didn't have to worry about the guy doing something that'd cause Alex to file some sort of sexual harassment charge. He thought Gypsy was too young for him, and Alex was even younger than she was. Of course, that didn't mean Alex wasn't going to catch him harassing anyone else... but she could dream, couldn't she?
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Alexandria arched an eyebrow when Gypsy snorted. She gave the pink haired girl a moment to explain herself before jumping to conclusions and reacting on what she thought. “You had to at least be decent for them to put you on the team,” she said simply. Otherwise, Dalton wouldn’t have complained about not making the team as much as he had.
A smirk crept onto the nineteen year old’s face. Taking time out of her day, paying for supplies, and then renting a chair meant money, something Alex lacked and desperately needed. “Hmm. Maybe I’ll save learning to tat for another day,” she said, deciding to get to that after learning to pierce. Maybe. Or, you know, just pierce and work the front desk and skate park. Making permanent creations on somebody’s skin would be pretty sick, but making holes in their skin was close enough. “I’m sure this’ll be a breeze.” Come on, it couldn’t be too hard to write down bookings, answer the phone, or pierce someone’s ears. A smile stretched on Alexandria’s lips when she was told about working full time and never early. This is seriously the perfect place for me, she thought excitedly.
This is what she’s talking about, Alex thought, holding a raised eyebrow in place. She barely had the chance to look at Emmet when he wandered through the door and made an arse of himself. After Gypsy had smacked the man and explained what Alex’s intentions were, the brunette cocked her head slightly to the side. “You wish I was offering you goods,” she said quickly, rather offended by his comment.
You are beautiful like a dream come alive, .................................................................incredible.
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
A centerfold, miracle, lyrical,.................................. you saved my life again.
Cara MiaKitty
Yukina101
Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2015 2:17 pm
I know we got it good, but they got it made, And their grass is getting greener each day, I know things are looking up, but soon they'll take us down, Before anybody's knowing our name
Kenny entered the shop, looking around for a moment as he tried to spot Gypsy's usual multicoloured hair or Emmett. He was hoping for Gypsy more than Emmett, but that was mostly because he'd heard a lot of things from Jer about the guy. He was reserving judgement on the guy, as he'd never really interacted with him before. However, he was here for one reason, and that was to get a job. He'd known that Gypsy was looking for apprentices for a while, ever since she had opened the shop, and while it wasn't exactly what he wanted to do, he could use the time to work on his own skills and improve them before he actually got into what he wanted to do.
Scuffing a shoe, he bit his lip before clearing his throat, figuring he had to be a bit louder than he usually was to get anyone's attention here. That was mainly due to the fact that the skate park portion of the shop was pretty loud. However, thankfully he managed to spot Gypsy before he had to get really loud, so he walked over, shoving his hands into his pockets before stopping in front of her."Umm, hey Gypsy. You're... umm, looking for tattoo artists, right? I was thinking maybe I could apply?"He nearly kicked himself. Looking for tattoo artists. Really? How desperate did he sound again?
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Do you think I'm special? Do you think I'm nice? Am I bright enough to shine in your spaces? Between the noise you hear, and the sounds you like Are we just sinking in an ocean of faces?
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spaceGypsy didn't even notice Kenny approaching, mostly because all her attention was currently focused on the sketchbook in her lap. She chewed her lip and fiddled with her piercings, furiously erasing and redrawing the same line over. And over. And over again. Ugh, she'd been at this for thirty minutes, that same ******** line! And of course, the noise didn't help. She liked her music loud, sure, but the sounds of crashing and wheels and shouting that were accompanying it weren't that great. 'This is why I muffle everything when I'm working,' she thought, agitated. Except she didn't want to do that if she wasn't with a customer, because what if someone actually needed her? Being the boss kind of sucked sometimes.
spaceShe was just about to toss the sketchbook into a fire (there wasn't one anywhere near at present, but she'd be happy to correct that) when the younger boy spoke, finally diverting her attention away from the blasted sketch. Dual-colored eyes blinked owlishly at him for a moment, not registering his words very well. Mostly because she was too busy wondering why the heck he seemed so nervous. They'd known each other for years, what the hell reason did he have to be nervous around here? Then it hit that he was asking for a job, and she barely kept from dissolving into laughter."Well if you're going to be all official about it, applications are on the front desk,"she told him, nose crinkling in amusement, eyes brightening."But Kenny... you could've just walked in and asked how to use the damn guns for all I care."This time, she did allow herself to chuckle a bit, leaning back in the chair, crossing her arms to look up at him."Assuming you need to be taught, anyway. You do, right? Otherwise technically there's a rental fee."Honestly, for Kenny, she'd be willing to fudge that a bit. Take him on as an apprentice and let him use a chair far past the teaching phase. He was Jer's brother, after all. She doubted if Emmet would even notice. Or care. It was her shop (half her shop, anyway) and if she wanted to play favorites with the chairs, she could. And anyway, the rental stuff was mostly for people who knew what they were doing and were just looking for space to work in. People who could already afford the rental fee. She'd been planning on easing Alex into that role, as well, once they had more help around the place. But she knew Kenny was good as far as art went, he probably just needed to be shown how to do the actual process itself. Which wouldn't be too hard for him to pick up on, she figured.
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Over the winter break Cathy had been staying with her brother. They had delayed the funeral for their father till she had the holiday break but it really was just a service. The body of Dr. League had already been donated for spare parts for organ donation and then cremated. It was what his will said. And apparently a killing curse didn't seem to cause too much damage to most organs. Thankfully those responsible got caught, but too late. What was horrid was it was her own grandparents. Her own grandparents willingly arranged for her and Leah and David to be orphaned! She shouldn't have had to explain to a toddler yet again that her father was never going to be back just like her mother. And why? Because they wanted to make sure Leah didn't end up like she did. Cathy felt she was fabulous and Leah would be lucky to be anything like her thank-you very much.
Her irritation had reached its breaking point after the service for her father and two days later she came to a conclusion to show her independence off. It would be something her horrid, insane grandparents would have likely killed her for. Or chopped off whatever body part she did it to. She was going to get a tattoo. It made perfect sense. Iris did one to declare she wasn't a perfect little doll like her parents made her out to be, and while Cathy was happy being a doll she wanted to be a doll that was cherished not looked down upon because she was a little ditzy or she was a Hufflepuff or that she wasn't stellar at magic.
Cathy apparated to Diagon Alley telling David she was just going to run some errands and found her way to All or Nothing Ink and Board Shop. She opened the door and pulled out her ID as she walked to the counter. She knew she was putting a lot of faith in them as they could mar her good looks but judging by the work that Gypsy had done on Iris, Cathy felt she could trust the shop. And if not well there was always cover-up tattoos or laser removal or make-up to cover it up for the time being. She peaked her head around the shop, wrinkling her nose ever so slightly at the loud music and the sounds of the skate park but figured it probably was a case with the artists that they were the type to work better with loud noise. Cathy didn't like chatter when she worked unless it was cheers for her like in quidditch but she was just sitting there she didn't have to be the artist at work.
☭Pureblood ☭Single ☭Co-Owner/Tattoo artist at All or Nothing ☭Older Brother
Emmet was working the front for once since Gypsy was showing their newest intern the works while her little sprog slept. He was still sorta...not shocked but flabbergasted that she was now Mrs. Rainbow Bright: wife and mother. A lesser male might feel odd knowing some kid that had graduated yesterday was suddenly married with a kid and while he was a few rungs below the rest of society he hadn't reached that level just yet. He was happy where he was thanks, sure he wished his cousin didn't wave his ginger headed boytoy in his face every five seconds but really it could probably be taken for revenge for all the time Chy had accidentally come home to find him in a compromising position. Thank god he moved out leaving only Niall to further traumatize. He had been sure the next time it happened one of his balls would've been shot off. Granted, the last time it happened they had been in his bed and sticky foods had been involved. He was just glad he waited until they were halfway off the bed before setting it on fire.
He was working on some rune sketches for a client coming in later when a young girl came strutting through the door. Emmet glanced up at her for three seconds taking in her appearance and the general look of distaste etched across her face and momentarily wondered if he could drop this off on his business partner. He was pretty sure those chances equaled zero."'owaya an' failte ter Al' or Aathin', whatever cookies you're sellin' oi don't want. Whatever nicker you're raisin' oi don't 'av. An' oi'm juicy sure yisser ID is as fake as yisser bottle boyd 'air."he responded monotonously without looking back up from his sketch. The tail end of his sequence kept looking wonky for some reason and he really wanted it perfect before that guy walked in. He tipped well.
