Flashback Birthday Body Art

[Nyxie Nadira Draer]

37th of Summer, 511 AV

Nyxie stared at the round building made of white stone, impressed. When she overheard the slaves talking about this place, she wasn’t sure if it’d be easy to find. But here she was, in front of this exquisite structure, taking deep breaths to calm down. Nyx walked up the stone steps towards the wooden door feeling both excited and a tad nervous. Hopefully, it won’t hurt too much…

It took her a while to get here. She figured she’d try something new this year, since no one else was going to celebrate her birthday with her. Usually, Nyxie would just spend this day like any other, by swimming in the sea or playing with Kai. But this year was different. Nyx finally got permission from her father, allowing her to travel around Kenash on her own instead of making her drag along supervision. Nyxie smiled, knowing that Papa would be annoyed when he finds out about the present she was about to give herself.

She opened the door and felt the wind rush through. Nyx shielded her eyes from the glare of the white walls, illuminated from Syna’s rays pouring through the skylights. Her vision slowly adjusted to the brightness of the room she was in, a room that spoke of elegance. Eyes bounced around to take it all in; an elaborate mural over there, velvet curtains back here… and a man sitting in a corner by himself. It seemed like he was the only other soul in the room.

For a moment, Nyxie forgot why she came. Transfixed on this young man’s appearance, she lost every bit of her apprehension. It was suddenly obvious that she was going to enjoy her time here.

Nyx started to walk towards him, swaying her hips as she moved, a coy smile on her face,

“Hey there, mate. I’m Nyxie. Nyxie Nadira Draer.” She put her hands on her hips and grinned. “It’s my birthday today, and I’m here to give myself a present that will last a lifetime~” Nyx paused to gauge the man’s reaction, and then continued to rattle on about her idea.

“I plan on getting a tattoo of an elaborately colored fish, but the creature needs to be designed in a way that looks… oh, how do I describe this… it’s gotta have an ‘abstract’ flare.”

She watched the man with glittering eyes. Nyx hadn’t decided where she wanted to place the art on her body… she figured that it would depend on how comfortable she felt with the artist.

Nyxie was certainly beyond excited to see what he could come up with.

[Adair Askara]

The man that sat in the corner all by himself was very pleasant to look at. He appeared to be somewhere in his twenties. His eyes were large, brown and almond shaped, and he had straight black hair and pale skin. His clothes were a little plain, a white shirt and black pants, but they looked good on him.

As Nyxie addressed him, he smirked and rose from the chai. „Ah, welcome Miss Draer, and happy birthday! I’m Adair Askara. Today is really the perfect occasion for a tattoo. What you have in mind, sounds very interesting. May I ask you why you decided on a fish though? If you don’t mind the question?“

Just as he had asked this, another man walked out of the backroom. He was as blonde as Adair had been dark haired, blue eyed and maybe a few years younger. He wore a shirt of brilliant blue, had feathers in his hair like a barbarian and painted his arms with colourful ornaments.

„To be honest, I’m Adair Askara, and this guy here is just my slave“, he informed Nyxie. We sometimes like to prank our clients. I’ve put makeup on his slave tattoo so that you can’t see it. He’s very good at being me, isn’t he?“

He looked at his slave who looked back at him. They grinned at each other, and then Adair said to his slave, „Why don’t you go into the backroom and wash it off? I’m not sure if covering a slave tattoo is entirely legal. Not that I care.“

The slave bowed to Nyxie, and then he did as he had been told. Once he had disappeared into the backroom Adair turned to Nyxie. „You said that you wanted something with an abstract flair? I assume that you don’t have a drawing with you? Shall I make a sketch? I know just what would look good on you!“

[Nyxie Nadira Draer]

OOCApologies for the incredibly late response! >.<
Nyxie was puzzled. A prank? But why? She stared at the man that stood before her with eyebrows furrowed.

“How peculiar; what would be the point of pranking your customers? I’m not entirely amused---if anything, I’m a little confused. So the brown-eyed man that just left was your slave, and you are Adair Askara; is that right? That man asked me a question before you sent him away, you know. Please bring him to me at once, I would like to answer him.”

Nyxie took a breath and realized she was slightly overreacting. It didn’t matter whether this lad was named Adair or Ionu; as long as she got the present she knew she deserved, she’d be satisfied.

A sigh escaped from the Svefra’s lips, before she attempted to put on a friendly smile,

“Yes, I’d like a sketch, since I didn’t bring a drawing with me. I’m looking forward to seeing what you have in mind~”

She paused, allowing the man to settle into his workspace, while she stared at the gorgeous feathers in his hair. It was hardly strange to see such eccentric outfit pieces in Alvadas. Nyxie was wearing a flowered crown, after all. It was customary to look lavish in this city; she barely ever dressed up back in Kenash. Feeling intrigued, Nyx pointed at the feathers,

“Those look beautiful. Did you make it?”