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"I might. Seems reasonable to me. Might see if my cousin's interested too. Charlene could probably use some more ink." he commented idly, thinking of the fading tattoos on the woman's arms. He also thought of Bailey and the talk of wanting a tattoo when he was old enough as well. Maybe, just maybe one day.

"Fine by me. So long as Charlene doesn't have a complete personality overhaul before then and decide to make plans for that day - which I highly doubt she will - we should be free. We might have to have Bailey babysit his brothers though." the man mused, trying to make a mental plan for that date. "I'll try to have some sort of idea thought up by then."

About that time, the man came strolling in. Today Charlie wore a black leather vest and matching pants instead of a regular shirt. That way, if asked, he'd be able to just show his previous work in case something was needed to go along with it.

Dartie was with him today, her hair only differing from Charlie's in its larger size and bluish color. She wore a sleeveless zip up black vinyl tank top with a zipper up the middle. It showed her tattooed abs and biceps. She had brought along a black blazer to wear over top of the whole mess but figured she'd probably have to show the work necessary for touch-ups at some point, so the tank was necessary.

When together, the two looked rather different - almost drastically. Yet one could still see a rather uncanny resemblance between the two that most would say ranked them as closer relations than cousins.

"Hallo Odin. This is my cousin, Charlene." Charlie greeted the man, smiling somewhat.

"Dartsmoore." she corrected, hitting him on the arm.

"Absolutely none." Dartie said calmly, taking the rock painted chair and immediately beginning to browse some of the books. "The suggestion of getting the names of my sons or something to represent them was brought up, but we shall have to see."

Charlie smiled and shrugged, taking the other chair. "I looked a bit but haven't completely decided what I'd like yet. I did get to look up that artist you mentioned - Mucha - and his stuff was wonderful."

"No idea. I'm probably getting something on my arms or adding to what I've got on my back." he answered, leafing through the book that he'd been pointed towards.


Meanwhile, Dartsmoore was still quietly perusing the volume she'd picked up and was thinking over the artists she knew as well.

"I do not know at all, no." he said, shaking his head, "I think I shall get something on my bicep but that's all I know."

Dartie just nodded her head in confirmation. "Mine would be on my back, to be sure, but that's all I know."

"Pfft, modern. That translates to 's**t' and don't you deny it." Dartie commented, flipping through the book a bit more. "People get crappy things in crappy places and think its worth showing off."

Charlie glanced over at his cousin at that point. "Don't yours count as modern?"

At that point she gave him a look of boredom, "Anything I've got either has significance, being the symbol for something or another, or was done by a friend at a very young age when I wasn't completely in my own head. I've been wanting to get something done to fix them for years." she grumbled that last bit, rolling her eyes at the thought of how stupid she'd been at the age of sixteen.

"I'd get that done now but I am quite picky with tattoo artists after the experiences of my youth and won't go for something people will be seeing a lot of until I'm sure of the artist. Nothing against you personally but I've had some bad business with others in my time."

"Myself, I think I want something artsy. I haven't got anything of meaning to get." Charlie answered, smiling at Odin.