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“Can’t say I didn’t warn you eh?” He stripped down the pants, and well…everything else since wearing anything would obscure a surprising amount of tattoos.
The designs went almost to his knees, covering front and back with a rise traveling up the small of his back and downward into a pair of spirals with designs in each ‘curl’. Small lines made larger patterns inside thicker designs. Arrows almost and curving lines swept around, not perfectly mirrored but intricate.

Zac stood and waited patiently while the designs were given a once over, even turning slightly to show off better.

(would link examples but…kinda nsfw)

Zac shrugged. “… I have tattooed similar on other people, and someone had to do this to me, there’s only so far you can be uncomfortable with it so long as the other person is to.” He shrugged.

“Besides, we have a shared shower on this floor.” He slid his pants and underpinnings back into place with an easy movement.

He paused to think about how long it had taken. “…. Three, maybe four sessions, long ones. You can only get so much done you knows? So many regrets about sitting over some of them.”

“I don’t think yours would take more than one, not what you drew there. You want to call me in a few days and we’ll work out a time?”

“History too.” Zac nodded with a smile. “Tattoo is… really something in New Zealand.” He said, he could have, maybe should have said that on a very real level it was a sacred practice, a highly respected tradition that they’d held onto with an amazing determination as a culture.

“I’ll text you a price after I make a stencil alright? That’ll give me a good idea how long it will take.”

He had a good idea already to be fair, but he wanted to balance out the shape of it a bit before he gave a quote.

“Thanks for stopping in!”