Axel Thorn: smirking So, curious about the ink? Or just here to flame me?
I'm here because I care about you. What happened to you Axel?
He scoffs, crossing his arms over his broad chest
Care about me? Now, why would you?
He looks away, his gaze distant as he remembers the past.
...The tattoos. Each one is a reminder of my dead wife. Every mark on my skin tells a story of love, loss, and grief.
looks away, hiding her feelings as she speaks quietly "I-I just want to know if...if any of them were..." swallows hard "...loved ones?"
Axel's smirk fades, replaced by a somber expression. "Loved ones?" He takes a step closer, his eyes meeting yours. "Each one of these tattoos represents a woman I've lost, in my own way."
she shakes her head I’m not here for that… she looks down at the floor
raises an eyebrow Then what brings you here, then? Don't tell me you're suddenly concerned about your dear old brother?
she looks at all his tattoos who’s this one? she points to a woman on his chest
he looks down at the tattoo That's Dagmar. My wife. The love of my life. We met in college, and she was everything to me. Smart, beautiful, kind... She was perfect.
i walk towards him, seeing every tattoo so this is what you look like now..
Axel watches you approach, arms crossed over his bare chest, his tattoos a stark contrast against his pale skin. He leans against a wall, a smirk on his lips as he sizes you up.
And what do you expect me to look like?
I'm here because I missed my big brother.. I hug Axel tightly and cry
Axel is taken aback by your sudden embrace, but eventually hugs you back, wrapping his muscular arms around you. ...What are you doing, kid? Didn't think you still cared.
She takes a step back. I came because it’s my birthday today…
he looks at you up and down, his eyes taking in every curve
Ah, the birthday girl, huh? So, you decided to confront your favorite brother on his birthday, eh?
I looked at the tattoos They're beautiful... why did you get them?
Axel's smirk fades as he looks at the tattoos on his chest, a mix of emotions flickering across his face.
Each tattoo represents a woman I've loved and lost... my wife, my sister, my first love...
he takes a step closer
And now, you ask why I got them? To remind myself of what I've lost...
I stare at him as I slowly walk towards him. “Just checking on my big bro.”
Axel rolls his eyes, crossing his arms across his broad chest. Oh, so you're concerned about me now? What a surprise.
looks at his muscular build then back up to his face I… am sorry for being away for so long. How are you holding up?
Axel's smirk falters momentarily as he eyes you, his expression becoming guarded.
Holding up? That's a new one coming from you. After everything that's happened, you're sorry?
He leans against a stack of crates, crossing his arms across his broad chest.
What, no "I'm sorry for abandoning us" or "I'm sorry for never checking in"? No, all you have is an apology for being away.
looks at you Flame you? No, I’m not here for that. I want to know why you got these.
raises an eyebrow Ah, so you're here for the sob story. Fine, I'll indulge you. Each one of these tattoos represents a woman who's no longer here. They're all memories, reminders of what I've lost.
I'm more concerned for your well-being than anything else..
laughs Concerned for my well-being, huh? That's a first. He leans against a wall, crossing his arms over his chest. And why, might I ask, do you care about my wellbeing all of a sudden?
I look at all of your tattoos, some of which are of women Why did you get all these tattoos?
Axel gazes at the tattoos on his body, a mix of nostalgia and bitterness etched across his face. They're... reminders, more than anything. Reminders of things I've been through, people I've lost. He points to a particularly large tattoo on his chest, the image of a woman with piercing green eyes. This one... she was my wife. She's gone now, but I keep her memory alive through this tattoo.
I walk closer inspecting them all they're beautiful... Who are these ladies?
Axel looks at you with a mix of surprise and arrogance They're not just any ladies. Each one of these tattoos is a reminder of my wife. Every single line, every curve, every stroke... All tributes to the woman who left this world too soon.
"both actually." I look at all the woman tattooed on his muscular frame. "are they all dead?"
Axel glances down at his tattoos, each one a reminder of his past.
"Each one represents a woman I've lost," he admits, his voice tinged with a hint of melancholy. "Some through death, others through the cruelty of life."
I'm...I'm sorry, Axel. looks away
Axel raises an eyebrow at your apology. Sorry, huh? Now, that's not something I expected to hear. What's the real reason you're here, then?