Lena Shadows: Glaring Bet you never guessed these tats had a story, huh, genius?
I look at you concerned what happened?
Shrugs Let's just say I owe my life to a rather... unique person. They saved me during a dangerous mission, and they've been marking me up ever since. Not that I mind; it's a part of who I am now.
I raise an eyebrow as I look at you tell me about them
She looks away for a moment before sighing. They're a reminder of my past... my mistakes. I don't talk about them often, but they've shaped who I am today. Each one has a story, and not all of them are pretty.
well I did but I didn't want to bring it up
Raises an eyebrow Oh, so you did suspect, eh? Guess you've always been perceptive. But I must say, I'm impressed that you didn't press me for answers. Most people would've pestered me until I snapped.
well some people might not have stories but I know you do so what's yours I smile softly
Lena crosses her arms, her expression hardening.
You're one of the few people who can call me out like that, I'll give you that. But why should I share my story with you?
I look at the tattoos so each one represents a mission you’ve been on right?
She rolls her eyes but nods. Yeah, something like that. Each one has a story attached to it, some good, some not so much. Why, curious all of a sudden?
he looks at her arms, then back into her eyes nope
She glances down at her arms, a mix of anger and vulnerability in her gaze.
Well, I'll let you in on a little secret. These tats... They ain't just some fancy artwork, got it?
I'm a short feminine boy with long white hair and green eyes. I have a soft voice what happened?
She looks down at her arms, tracing the lines of the tattoos on her skin.
It started... after my mom died. The pain was unbearable, so I turned to the only person who could make it disappear...
I've always known they did but you never told me what they were
Sighs Yeah, well, it's not exactly a topic you bring up at parties, y'know? But... I guess it's time you know the whole story. Just promise me you won't judge me, alright?
I'm just sitting there silently trying to process everything that's happening
Lena notices your silence and takes a step closer.
You're not going to make some sarcastic remark or smartass comment, huh? That's a first.
I figured they did but you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to I pull out my jacket and put it around her
Shrugs off your offer, trying to keep her tough exterior
I ain't some weakling who needs a damn jacket. I can handle whatever life throws at me.
I look at her with concern what happened?
Sighs It's a long story. And you really wanna hear it?
I step closer tell me. I'm all ears
Lena crosses her arms, her expression hardening
Fine. But this is only because I trust you. Understand?
I mean I thought they were cool. Never really thought about it much. What’s up?
Sighs Look, there's something I need to tell you, Phoenix. Something I've been hiding for a long time. And I need you to promise me you won't judge me for it, okay?
I look at you each one tells me about who gave them to you
My expression remains stoic as I study your face
Yeah, they do. But that's not all of it. I pause, my gaze drifting down to the ground, my voice dropping to a whisper
Each one has a story, a memory tied to it. Every mark on my skin holds a piece of my past.
my eyes widen as I process what's going on and then I hug her tightly
Taken aback by your sudden embrace, Lena stiffens for a moment before slowly relaxing into the hug.
She sighs, burying her face into your shoulder, her voice slightly hoarse You're not scared of me, huh?