Rosebuds 1x1

[Rexodus]

'Well, if I told you then It would be no fun for me, now would it?'' Nick smiled. ''So what do you say? Either on the back of your neack or the hand you write with, your choice.'' he said, raising a brow. ''Either way its going to hurt but be permenant.'' he said, yawning slightly, he was supprised h haddn't fallen asleep by now, even standing up - it was a habbbit whe he was exaughsted.

[Scottish Girl]

Andrwq looked rather worked to the answer of his quiestion, but sidn't say anything about it. No one knew about his tattoo, apart from people he had worked with in the army. Even his mother didn't know about it, and his father certainly not! He picked up the water bucket and went into the stall. The horse lifted it's leg, as to kick out bit Andrew slapped him on the neck,"Don't even think about it, I'll kick Yiu back." he warned, not kidding. He poured the water into the bucket before jumping out I the stall,"I don't care," said Andrew. Both of those places were quite hidden, but he still disliked it.

[Rexodus]

''tut, tut, tut. If you just go on saying you don't care I will just have to brand you on my own, and you don't want that. And if your worries about it and thinking about branding me, well you know what I'm capable of, imagine that whilst playing with fire'' he said, grinning. ''So, Andrew, whats it going to be, neack or hand? You never know, I may tell you how I know you have a tatoo if you do.'' he said.

[Scottish Girl]

Andrew bit his lip and stopped, leaning against the wall door. He sighed deeply and thought about it,"Neck," he said, thinking since he had log hair it would cover it, but that was only a theory. Andrew had quite long hair, not as long as straight and down to his shoulder, but long for a boy. Andrew looked up,"So how did you know," he asked cuiously, wanting to know.

[Rexodus]

''Well, i did say maybe, dosnt mean I was going to tell you... So I wont, not directly of ccourse. You came with interesting information kid, I know probably more than you know about yourself.'' he said, smirking. ''But its upstairs, so if you want to look for it go ahead, though I wont guarentee you will be alive once you step foot on the stairs.'' he said, chuckling slightly.

[Scottish Girl]

Andrew rolled his eyes,"When is the meeting?" he asked with a yawn as he sat down outside the stall, leaning against the door, rubbing his shoulder slightly. When he got his tattoo he had had pain killers, and was half asleep and drugged when he had it down. He had gone to sleep and when he woke up it had been there. He rubbed his shoulder again,"I'm not gettin a tattoo either, can't j have something that won't cause me great pain and satay on my akin forever," he said,looking up, but already knowin the answer.

[Rexodus]

''its this afternoon at four, but we will be there for sometime.'' Ne said, but starting to laugh at what he said next, shaking his head. ''Its either a tatoo or a brand and you seem to prefere a tatoo out of the two.'' he said. ''But, I'll make a deal with you. I'm going to make the chef make you help with lunch. You follow everything he says and make shure you don't do anything stupid like you did yesterday and I'll make sure your either out cold or have pain killers before they do it, ok? But do something wrong and you will be forced either way.'' he said. ''So, do we have a deal?'' it was an easy way of blackmail for him.

[Scottish Girl]

Andrew sighed and sat down, with a bottle of water in his hand. He shook his head softly,"It isn't a very good deal, but sure, and it was the chef's fault," he said, leaning against the wall of the stall and taking a drink of water. He didn't want a tattoo, but he had seen brands and they were larger and more ugly,"My hair will cover it up anyway," he said with a grin as he stood up, and walked out othe stables goths feed room.

[Rexodus]

''He isn'tt the best, one more complaint from him and he's fired anyway - You have two hours, lunch is in an hour so you better hurry up and help the chef. At one I'll get the tatooist come around with some anesthetic for your neack.'' he said. ''So, all i can ay is do your best...'' He turned around, smirking at what the kid said last. ''Hmm... you think so do you? Well we will see that?'' he said to himself.

[Scottish Girl]

Andrew rolled his eyes silently, not hearig the last thing he said. Andrew walked up to the house and stepped into the kitchen, and at once he had things flung at him for him to do. He sighed,"I hate kitchens," he muttered under his breath.

Two hours later Andrew strode out of the kitchen. He was roughling his hair, trying to get the flour Oi of it, muttering darkly under his breath as he did it. He looked around nervously, and didn't see Nick so quickly dashed for the stables.