Tits and Tatts (Invite only)

[Hana Tachiban]

Hana was perhaps one of the only people who could stand up to that glower. If looks could kill, Raz would have reduced the earth to ash long ago.
"It was just a question. You should always be prepared for any outcome. Especially someone so...singular as you." When finally the outline was finished, Hana began coloring it in, but with a little...magical influence, her technique got more deliberate...and markedly more painful.

[Razvan]

Razvan was very much a lone wolf, an ironic title considering that he once shot the werewolf who was now god of justice in the eye. He was a difficult case to really understand however, as he did not know a life besides the one he was made for. He did not have family or know love and Hana's efforts to stop him in the past made him little more than a marshmallow who had bene plagued by the fear that he was only kind because he was forced to be. In the end he was still the avenging angel who's ass was directly on Hana's chair, and he was growing slightly annoyed. "I will do what im told...and Why does it hurt so for a mere tattoo?"

[Hana Tachiban]

"Because I'm permanently marking a symbol into your skin. You expected it to be flowers and sunshine?" she asked innocently, upping the intensity of the poke a little more. Surprisingly enough, Hana didn't have any tattoos. She had a couple of very secret and very intimate piercings, and a laundry list of scars collected over the years. Maybe she couldn't decide on what to get tattooed on her body, but knowing where her feels were, she'd probably get Crimson and baby-to-be's names somewhere.
"You gonna let me bring you the baby to watch once it's born? You'd make a great guardian," she mused, but there was a large dose of seriousness in her tone.

[Razvan]

Razvan actually broke out into a sweat as the pain surging through him became worse. He had been stabbed, ripped apart,mangled quite severely in the past and he handled it better than this. He glared ta Hana most venomously but no, she wouldnt deliberately cause him pain right? this had to be a test of his faith. "Watch a child? How would i do that?" he asked, having no genuine idea of how to do that.

[Hana Tachiban]

The actual pain of the tattoo should have been nothing for Razvan, but with Hana's precise hand and a heavy dose of created pain, she made this whole adventure far more entertaining for herself.
"Are you okay?" she asked, noting the clamminess of his skin. "Would you like me to stop?" She continued while waiting for his response. "If you're in too much pain. . ."
She changed ink and continued again. "Watching a baby is easy. All you have to do is feed it, make sure it doesn't choke or eat anything toxic, and change its diaper when necessary. Piece of cake."

[Razvan]

Razvan was a stubborn bastard as the pain being modified to a point that it just wasnt logical to hurt so much. It felt to him then as bad as getting his wing ripped off when he fought the pit fiend Velgaith months before. But then he had risen above that and was even given back his wing. If he was able to tackle this, perhaps he would grow even stronger still. His faith was obnoxious sometimes. "Im FINE and if it was for Rayen and her prophet's sake I would be obliged to do so. I..suppose."

[Hana Tachiban]

Hana had finished minutes ago, but she'd spent the time in between poking around the bold lines she'd already filled, simply for shits and giggles. . .and to make him squirm. Seeing Razvan so uncomfortable was hilarious ONLY because of who he was. Were he not so single-minded and serious, this wouldn't be so funny. Also, pregnant ass Hana didn't get to have fun inflicting pain on anyone anymore (nor was she allowed to wrestle alligators), so this was about as close as she'd get for a while.
"Okay, I think I'm all done here."

[Razvan]

Razvan examined the tattoo, the elegant image of the stag skull and the symbol between its antlers wasnt half-bad looking. at least this infernal woman that he had to tolerate for his precious god was able to do something useful, but he looked a little worse for wear thanks to the absurd amount of pain hana had oh so cheekily put him through. He sat up in a crouch on the chair, freeing it of the embrace of his nether-regions. "You did decent work. You breed for the goddess of mothers and you serve nature's herald as well. So far you are proving your worthiness." he glanced ta her stomach. a part of him, was relieved that he didnt have to breed. women had ot all be as terrifying as Hana, right?

[Hana Tachiban]

Hana put the needles down and took off her gloves. Even she had to admit. . .her work on the blood angel was excellent. The colors were vibrant, the overall symbol was perfect. Also, fuck you, she did that free-handed AND from memory.
"As dickish as that comment came off, I know it's as close to a compliment as I'll ever hear from you. So thank you." She watched his eyes travel to her stomach, and a thought occurred to her. "Have you ever experienced the non-murderous side of nature? Or. . .felt like, a baby kicking?" Whatever was cooking in her stomach was growing exponentially, and had begun noticeably wiggling around the night before. She had yet to update Bear on this milestone, as he hadn't been home in a while. Razvan though. . .well, wrath himself was a perfect candidate to experiment on.
"Give me your hand."

[Razvan]

Razvan that looming little gargoyle met Hana's gaze. He was evil and ruthless but when in service to someone he was like a hound. He would be loyal and of great service an do anything for the one he served. It was also hilarious to put funny costumes on big dogs or invite them to a toddler's tea party. feeling Hana's stomach was definitely up there. He shook his head. "No i have not." he stated bluntly to her question, but as she asked for his hand he held it out while asking warily. "Why?"

[Hana Tachiban]

"Just. . .here." She took his hand and pressed it to her protruding stomach, taking a moment to shift his fingers around until they found just the spot where - oh yes, there it was - a tiny little knock back against Raz's pushing. "Feel that?" she asked, looking up at his face. "There are many ways to serve nature. You and I are two sides of the same coin, two forces that balance one another out, I think. Like the sun and the moon. Each offers very different results, but both are pivotal to the earth. As much as I give you shit for it, Razvan, I understand your cause. There are a lot of shitbags in this world who are making it an awful place to live, and your drive to eradicate that is nothing if not admirable."

[Razvan]

Razvan was a cold-hearted bitch but when he felt the baby's kick he was momentarily intrigued. Oh it wasnt simply because it was an act of nature being revealed to him it was the way it originated. raz after all didnt come about that way. The soul within his body was from one of the original blood angels and so he had no traditional birth. He was less a child than a homunculus, so it was rare to actually pique curiosity in him. When she looked ta him though he looked her right back in the eyes. It was a habit of his to make eye contact as in nature it was considered a challenge and a threat, it showed how you would stand your ground.

He wasnt sure how to respond to her at first for what she said however. Had anyone ever understood what he did, ever? Mostly he was tuned out, or he accepted allies but never fought with anyone. There were children of Rhaego but how many were warriors? "I dont remember well what you did to me centuries ago but perhaps now you understand better what it is I do, and that i wont have that happen again. One day I will have the kidney of the leader of brightblood. If you serve Rayen well you will." he squinted at her. "get whatever it is you like." speaking of, the door swung open and in walked the big old beefy brawler Bear. "'ana, hows my wo- oi got a guest then? is tha' the angel you used to rough up?Friends now roi?"

[Hana Tachiban]

"I already did get what I wanted, Razvan. My desires were far more. . .human than yours." She released his hand, letting him have it back if need be. Even Hana had to admit. . .there was something outrageously adorable about a curious Razvan. She didn't think he could be interested in anything other than warm internal organs.
"When we first met all that time ago, the world wasn't like it is now. It wasn't as poisonous and toxic to live in. Your purpose wasn't clear to me. . .I don't think you fit back then as well as you fit now. With vampires thinking they run the world now, you. . .belong. We need you." Before Hana could say anything else, Bear entered the house in his charmingly boisterous way, and the half-'pire was on her feet at once.
"You're home! I just finished giving Razvan a tattoo of Rhaego's symbol. It came out really well. So then we sat around afterward and oh!" She FIRST looked to see if Bear had brought any food home. SECOND, she wrapped him in a mighty tiny hug, and THIRD, she hijacked his hand so he could feel the xenomorph undoubtedly wriggling within her. "And then this happened!"

[Razvan]

Razvan sat there, hilariously stunned by Hana's words. They beat the SHIT out of each other over the years. He hurt her bad she altered his alignment, he came back, she kicked his ass, he kicked her ass and now the end result of all that strife was them as allies. He had actually done her a favor and she had done him one, simply due to the very things that once made them clash so terribly, Razvan's and her faith. She served a god and got what she always wanted and it also held the scantily clad angel at bay like nothing else could. still though, to be told he had purpose by someone besides Rhaego, who honestly he hadn't had any contact with in a while, was hard for him to wrap his pretty, bitchy head around.

Bear arrived before he could muster any words. He held up a large plastic bag. "Lots of burgers love!" he exclaimed as he hugged her back. He was about to tell her about work and how he had a few days free to hang out with her when his hand was on her stomach and he felt one of those tiny kicks and his face just melted into puppyish joy. "Look at tha! Lil buggers already got a mean kick!" he hugged her again while raz kept up his effortless deadpan. He got up off the seat but Bear grabbed him by the arm to get a look at the tattoo. "gran work ya did , oh yeah, we're friends now roi? C'mere!" before the angel could object Bear gave him a big old well, bear hug that caused things to pop in the angel. He let him go and Raz looked a little more shaken now that he had been tenderized. " I shall go, ,continue to do as you do and we should have no problems." again not much in the way of charisma, he wasn't lying. As he did head to the door he did offer one last glance back at them, wondering if they ever really should have been enemies at all.

[Hana Tachiban]

Hana was too wrapped up in Bear (and burgers) to even notice Raz's existential crisis, but she would have been happy to know what he was thinking. She'd done a lot of dwelling herself, and she honestly couldn't think of any reason she hated him other than an overwhelming bitterness at that time. While Razvan's faith was unshakable, Hana had lost hers long ago. . .and serving Rayen couldn't even be considered her 'faith' either. She liked to compare it to friendship on an omnipotent level.
"I wonder if we can go back to Akusai and Mikhail and find out what it is. When you get time! I know you've been really busy and all."
Bear squeezed Raz like a stress-relief ball, and Hana had to do everything in her power not to laugh. Messing with him was so easy, and it NEVER disappointed. As he headed for the door, Hana called out to him. "You're more than welcome back here whenever you like. Bear eats pretty raw steak. . .I'm sure you can bond over that or something. We can, I don't know, sit in the yard or something. Take care of yourself, Herald." She got a little more serious in that moment and just nodded as he looked back at the two.