Xaviers!

"... so, we're going to put that in the 'maybe' category,"

"It's continued. I called in my marker on it to get Viv off the Grey Lords' radar."

'...and now she wants to meet the woman important enough for the Morrigan to call in a favor. So, super - casual, then. "

"I'm just going to have fun," Tereza says with a chuckle, "I'm not involved in the business."

"Probably wouldn't pull a fast one with us there. I get the feeling she likes to keep our patronage."

"Pun very much intended, I am sure.

Either way, mobility would seem to be the watchword of the day, whether it be for dancing, shifting or fighting, yes?I suppose the three aren't miles apart, anyway. "

"And showing off, that's probably also important." She grins, "Especially Sam's ink."

"She's been smug ever since I got it done."

"Beats an 'I Love Dogs' sticker on the back of a minivan, " she grinned.

"Alright, then, let's see the show. I've only glimpsed Sam's in passing, and I'm sure she wasn't the only one to get inked up this summer. Let's get the full effect. "

"Sure," Tereza says, seeming to have few qualms about stripping down. There was the older art on her back, full color and covering most of her back. There was also the newer piece on her chest.

Having previously seen the back piece, Will leaned in to carefully examine Tereza's chest. You know, in an artistic sort of way.

"This is excellent work," she said, after a moment. "This wasn't done with a needle, was it? It's too well controlled for that."

"Good eye. My friend Brand did both of them. Her ability allows her to do this sort of thing."

"I thought as much. A little experience in that general arena," she said, without elaborating.

"Well, the quality of the art matches the quality of the canvas," Will said after a moment, approvingly. "And it means you'll need something with a cowl neckline if you want to show it off. At the club, at least."

"We were sharing the brain a bit," she says as she turns around, pulling up the back of her shirt.

On her back is a large raven with its wings spread, flanked by a gold wolf on one side, and a silver one on the other.

Will ran her hands over Sam's tattoo, carefully examining the detail.

"It fits you. Both of you. I'm generally not one for skin ink myself, but this works. Does Viv have a matching one, or is that yet to come?"

"Not yet. Though I imagine she will at some point."

"She's been steadily getting more modern."

"Well, that has to be a meet in the middle sort of thing, yeah? Don't want to drain all the fae out of her too quickly.

Tattoos are old and mystical-adjacent enough to work, I would imagine. And since you have a guy and not a machine, less likely to go haywire on her."

"Brand's already said she'd do one for Viv whenever Viv was ready. We'll just have to warm her up to the idea. But I don't that'll happen before we go to the club." She grabs her shirt before she teases, "Want to admire the canvas some more or have what you need?"

"See, I want to say that this was just for artistic inspiration as opposed to requirements, but I'm also fairly sure that the death goddess to my left might get ideas about pecking my eyes out, so one half dozen or the other," Will joked back.

"Besides, with two werewolves in a dorm, not to mention a pagan goddess and a creature of the night, I'm sure this pod will gain a reputation for shirtlessness fast enough."

"Maybe not the Halloween suite then," she smirks as she pulls her shirt back down.

"Well, if she does get such ideas, the death goddess can take it up with me," Tereza laugh, "especially since I'm sure she was enjoying the view as well."

"Oh come on, there's probably a Will in that mirror that wants their eyes pecked out."

"You'll find predators and prey if you reach deep enough," Will laughed. "As for me? I like my eyes in my head, thank you much."

Tereza slips her shirt back on and steps closer to Will. "Well, in that case," she says, leaning forward and planting a lingering kiss on Will's forehead, "Thank you for your help. We appreciate your assistance."

"Aherm, yes, quite," Will said, her face turning a light shade of red. "Always happy to help."

"Now we just have to worry about make-up. You're obviously handy with the blush, Will," she teases.

Will cleared her throat. "Don't wor.." she started, her voice cracking a little as she tried to regain the cool fashion-queen attitude that Tereza had pierced.

"Aherm. Yes, yes, of course, whatever the three of you need," she finally sputtered out. "Look good, feel good, right?"

She grins, obviously pleased with herself and her connection with Sam reverbs a little bit with the sensation that she's made Will feel appreciated or just good, it's hard to tell which. "So, cowl neck. Low or low-ish back I'm assuming?"

"If we're looking to show off the ink, that makes sense."

"Mm, yes," Will said. She obviously doesn't have that kind of connection with Sam, but the telepath could diagnose the blushing as slightly more on the embarrassment side than perhaps Tereza was thinking. Not that she wasn't pleased to be helping -- or, for that matter, that being embarrassed was necessarily a bad thing, just part of the game. A different reaction than Will had had when the two of them had brought the Will-brand-pillow in to their bed the one time. A side-effect of Will being less needy and more content than he was back then? Or a side-effect of that part of Will presumably being still mirror-bound? Hard to tell, precisely.

"We'll leave it just below the bottom line of the tattoo -- unless you specifically only wanted your Morrigan connection on display. It would seem a shame to not show off all of Brand's work." She paused for a moment. "Or, actually, just above the bottom line, to leave it vague as to just how far down the art goes. A bit of a tease, but that is sort of the point."

"That sounds good. And gives some leeway back there."

"Oh, we're concerned about modesty, now?" Will teased, back on her game somewhat. "Don't worry; I haven't fallen victim to an unintended wardrobe malfunction in quite some time."

"No so much modesty as avoiding an inadvertent indecency charge," Tereza laughs, "But if you have faith in your ability to avoid wardrobe malfunctions, we'll go with that and just tell Sam not to think about you grabbing my ass all night."

"Well, Sam gets to remember who she has in bed at the end of the night, and who gets crumpled on the floor. That should see her through," she nodded, mock-seriously.

"I'm sure we could aim for something, if you ask nicely."

"Better forgotten halfway under the bed than slipped onto a wire hanger; like being constantly jabbed in the arm, those. You avoided needles for your tattoos for a reason!"

"I was thinking more artfully draped somewhere, perhaps some statuary. Just enough to look spontaneous."

"Oh, feel free to take what you want for décor. Just...make sure you clear it with Viv; I know she was a little bit less...enthusiastic about some ideas the last time they came up, is all.

As I said, however much you are comfortable. There's a reason the mirror is in the common room, after all."

"We'll have to see. Never know what the club might put her in the mood for."