audio:

[charring]

[The feed kicks on. Charlie's turned it on mid-conversation with someone at the tea shop. Someone's thanking her for their tea and the audio around Charlie fades. She's gone into one of the break rooms to speak.]

Can I just say I'm very happy I only woke up with a new tattoo once within the past week or so? I don't think I want a second. I'm fine with my butterfly. Also? The carousel is creepier than usual I'm either seeing things or we're in for something.

[A pause.] At least it's not sand, again.

[And the feed switches off.]

Comments

voice;

[leathered]

Didn't have such a good time with "ghosts," last time I found them.

voice;

[charring]

I guess now it's the 'wait and see' portion of whatever the fuck is going on.

You didn't wake up with a tattoo, did you?

voice;

[leathered]

I hate waiting.

[ A bit reluctant. ] Not one to share, exactly.

voice;

[charring]

I'm not asking to see it. I'm just asking if you have one.

voice;

[leathered]

Rainclouds. [ A hesitation. ] Someone tattooed me rainclouds. Well, a curse did, not someone, thankfully.

Re: voice;

[charring]

Rainclouds? Why those?

voice;

[leathered]

My nickname, probably. The Oncoming Storm, I've been called.

voice;

[charring]

Huh. Almost makes me wonder what mine would have been. [There was one dude that called her Char He all the time and---yeah that's not a nice thought, having a charred person suddenly tattoo'd to your butt.] I'd hope for cooking utensils.

voice;

[leathered]

[ A snort. ] Probably cutesy enough. Bit frilly, tattoos. Never been fond, myself.

[ Well, this incarnation, anyway. He likes things plain. ]

voice;

[charring]

I'll stick with my butterfly. That's as decorative and frilly as I feel like getting.

voice;

[leathered]

Won't last long, in any case. The one good thing in favor of curses: they're usually a short inconvenience.

voice;

[charring]

Most of the time, yeah.

voice;

[leathered]

'Course who knows? Maybe it's just the start. That's the other half of the time living here.