[ he does say this with the tone of a joke so. idk maybe they are all friends. or at least they all seem to have a handle on lucien's personality problems now.
at the tattoo question he pauses, pulling his shirt back down and turning his head up so he can try and catch the look on her face. ]
Some are meaningless, as far as I'm aware. I didn't put them there. Well - I chose none of them, really. But I expect you're asking about the eyes, aye? [ they are the most interesting ones, in the end. ] They mark me as Chosen, and through them I was granted gifts. I can read and sense minds, speak to others with the eyes, defend myself. Magic can't be used against me. [ a bit of a grin. ] That one's fun when you've got an uppity mage who thinks he can show off spells without any consequence.
If you didn't choose them, then who did? [She moves around to his front, ready to take care of the injuries there. Starting with his face, preferably, but she'll look to anything else more serious first if need be.] I mean, it sounds very useful. Being able to repel magic would be such a great advantage, I'm a little jealous if you don't mind me saying. Not of the whole — just the effect. Not the situation.
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Perhaps the meaning was the friends you made along the way?
[Are they friends...
Regardless, she's finished with his back, patting his arm and urging him to lower the shirt.]
Lucien, if this is poking at something I shouldn't be, just say the word, but. [She frowns.] Do all these tattoos mean something?
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[ he does say this with the tone of a joke so. idk maybe they are all friends. or at least they all seem to have a handle on lucien's personality problems now.
at the tattoo question he pauses, pulling his shirt back down and turning his head up so he can try and catch the look on her face. ]
Some are meaningless, as far as I'm aware. I didn't put them there. Well - I chose none of them, really. But I expect you're asking about the eyes, aye? [ they are the most interesting ones, in the end. ] They mark me as Chosen, and through them I was granted gifts. I can read and sense minds, speak to others with the eyes, defend myself. Magic can't be used against me. [ a bit of a grin. ] That one's fun when you've got an uppity mage who thinks he can show off spells without any consequence.
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If you didn't choose them, then who did? [She moves around to his front, ready to take care of the injuries there. Starting with his face, preferably, but she'll look to anything else more serious first if need be.] I mean, it sounds very useful. Being able to repel magic would be such a great advantage, I'm a little jealous if you don't mind me saying. Not of the whole — just the effect. Not the situation.
What was the situation?