The Inked Kitten | Closed
“This mickey mouse is jacked.” Dani slammed the hot pink tattoo gun down onto the counter. It had locked up on her again. It was the fifth time that week it had jammed. She was in desperate need of some parts.
Dani pulled a thick leather case from her bag. She dumped out the contents onto the surface alongside the gun. Pencils rolled in every direction. A piece of crumpled up paper sat on top of the pile. Written on it was a name and a location.
The Inked Kitten. Cambridge.
A month back Dani did some work on a Scavenger. He originally rolled through to sell some power armor parts. He spotted Cherry’s work and wanted some ink himself. During their session she got the name of a Pre-War Tat Parlor. She was now hoping that she would be able to scavenge some machine parts herself.
It seemed that she wouldn’t have to travel all the way herself. A blonde stood in her doorway. Not just any blonde - a friend.
“Hey, cool cat. How do you feel about exploring?” Her red painted lips curled into a mischievous smile.