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“One …two…three,” Eir mumbled to herself as she counted the bottles of ink she had brought with her. “Six,” she muttered, “six. Where is seven?” She started to look around her stall, moving things out of the way, checking underneath, the movements were clean and controlled even as her mind was frantically recalling the events of the day. “Where is number seven. Number seven.”

Standing up, hands on hips, her chin jutted forward in frustration and determination she looked at her neighbouring stalls,

“You guys seen a bottle of ink? Vibrant purple.” They both glanced around their stalls then shook their head. Eir slumped in defeat, “Ok, thanks! If you do spot it, don’t open it. It will stain your fingers for weeks.” She waggled her own purple stained fingertips at them with a wry smile. She had worked with the inks for years and still managed to stain herself. It was a little bit embarrassing.

“Ok!” she counted each bottle again, placing it exactly where she wanted them. The stall was a simple wooden table with two chairs next to it. There were papers artfully displayed that showed the possible designs people could have done. Her pen and cartridges were all stashed away safely until her first customer showed up.? It was her first year doing ink tattoos and she was excited; she had only recently relocated to Brea and she was eager to integrate herself into the community as firmly as she could.

This was her way of showing what she could do and how she could contribute to the community. She was already making plans to expand her dyeing to clothes and fabrics, maybe even paints or wood stains if she could figure it all out. Art was her passion; she loved tattooing permanent and semi-permanent artwork onto people but practical things would be more helpful to those around her. She wished art could be appreciated for art’s sake but she was pragmatic.

Her plan was to offer the temporary ink tattoos for a few hours while there was still some light and the outside lighting was sufficient for the detailed work. Then she was going to go exploring.

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Date: 23/09

Time: Early evening

Location: Brea town centre

Characters: Nova, Eir

Eir: “Ok!” she counted each bottle again, placing it exactly where she wanted them. The stall was a simple wooden table with two chairs next to it. There were papers artfully displayed that showed the possible designs people could have done. Her pen and cartridges were all stashed away safely until her first customer showed up.? It was her first year doing ink tattoos and she was excited; she had only recently relocated to Brea and she was eager to integrate herself into the community as firmly as she could.

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This was her way of showing what she could do and how she could contribute to the community. She was already making plans to expand her dyeing to clothes and fabrics, maybe even paints or wood stains if she could figure it all out. Art was her passion; she loved tattooing permanent and semi-permanent artwork onto people but practical things would be more helpful to those around her. She wished art could be appreciated for art’s sake but she was pragmatic.

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Her plan was to offer the temporary ink tattoos for a few hours while there was still some light and the outside lighting was sufficient for the detailed work. Then she was going to go exploring.

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Nova nibbled on her pastry as she made her way down the stalls. She’d set up her own as well, of course, but had decided that her customers would start trickling in when the night fell and the air cooled. She had set up a display of coats and capes featuring the fur Bibi had cured for her. They’d not be needed yet, not while people were still warm, so she’d snagged a bite to eat, and then a pastry as a dessert. Okay, so she hadn’t meandered as much as looking for her family and friend. However, not catching sight of any of them, her attention had been caught by the simple stall with small bottles lined up just so on a table.?

“What is it you offer here?” Nova asked the other woman, trying to remember her name. It was a bit unusual. Air? “Is it some sort of painting?” she asked, hazarding a guess as there was an utter lack of anything else than the bottles and the designs.?

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Date:?23/09

Time: Early evening

Location:?Brea town centre

Characters:?Nova, Eir

“Oh, hello!” she chirped, unbelievably relived that someone had showed interest in her stall.

“These are temporary tattoos. I use natural dyes that will stain the skin for a few days and then gradually wear off.” She gestured to the various bottles, “These have all been made from plants I sourced here in Brea,” she picked up the bottle of yellow ink to show Nova.

“There are a few pre-made designs you can choose from or I can draw something,” putting the ink down she pulled her sleeve up to show the elaborate swirling design that trailed down her arm and over her hand. “See?”

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Date: 23/09

Time: Early evening

Location: Brea town centre

Characters: Nova, Eir

Eir: “Oh, hello!” she chirped, unbelievably relived that someone had showed interest in her stall.

“These are temporary tattoos. I use natural dyes that will stain the skin for a few days and then gradually wear off.” She gestured to the various bottles, “These have all been made from plants I sourced here in Brea,” she picked up the bottle of yellow ink to show Nova.

“There are a few pre-made designs you can choose from or I can draw something,” putting the ink down she pulled her sleeve up to show the elaborate swirling design that trailed down her arm and over her hand. “See?”

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“Oh I love that!” Nova said, instantly bending over to inspect the artwork on Eir’s skin more closely. The swirls and lines of it was pleasing to the eye, and it made her wonder how it would look on herself. It was at least less lasting than an actual tattoo. “I would love to try one. Perhaps you can design something?” Nova said, deciding on a whim to give Eir free range.

“Do you think there’s a way to get these designs onto clothing without it fading after a few weeks?” she asked, her mind already brimming with possibilities. It would add an extra little oomph to her clothes if she had designs like these on them.?

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Date:?23/09
Time: Early evening
Location:?Brea town centre
Characters:?Nova, Eir

A shy but pleased smile appeared on her face, “Of course! Where would you like it?” she gestured Nova towards the chair and started to bustle around preparing her tools.

“I make a range of fabric dyes,” she said, considering the question thoughtfully, “I have not tried anything more complicated that two-tone gradients or manipulating the fabric so that a pattern emerges. I don’t see why it couldn’t be done; it may need some experimenting and may be quite labour intensive if aspects need to be hand painted so to speak.

What kind of thing did you have in mind?”

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