"Unbind Me" For Eimear. --> Feel Free To Write What You Want!

"Unbind me" for Eimear. --> feel free to write what you want!

They were hot, sweaty, and Havelock was so close. The ropes at her wrists, the way she squirmed so sweetly away from and then toward him, it drove him mad.

But then, she cried, “No, no, pumpkin, pumpkin!”

He stopped, unlooped the knots from the bedpost, pulled her into his arms. “Shhh,” he soothed Eimear, holding her close, stroking that fine red hair. “It’s okay, you’re free now, see?” He drew one of her freshly unbound hands in front of her face so that she could know it to be true.

"I spoke true: when you say stop, we stop."

TMI in reference to her love life: What is Milli's real choice, whether or not she'll act on? Could she be swayed away from that choice?

Assuming she has a choice?

Jack and Ainsley have each other, and as much as she cares for them she'll only ever be tangential. She knows this and still wants to be with them. But she knows that giving them up won't hurt either them or her more than it already does.

Cia...she doesn't know where Cia is coming from. She has tried so hard but gotten almost no where. She likes Cia, wants to be with her...but it would almost be easier on them both if the cut ties. At least Milli is slowly starting to think that (whether or not Cia agrees with any of the above is an entirely different story ;P).

Tom gives Milli affection and love, silliness and sweetness, protection. He's direct and calm and honest with her. The choice for Tom is really kinda easy. But she also knows that he wouldn't give up the other women in his life and she's trying to figure out if that is something she can live with (she did it for Jack, though, so chances are good she can).

If Tom hurt her badly. If Cia made a decision to really try to hold onto her. If Jack and Ainsley decided they needed a full-on third. Those things could change her choice.

I don’t know what the hell I was thinking.

 …just that they’d look… pretty on her.

The inside of Milli's mind.

Tell me.

The day wore long and yet Milli hadn’t been doing much work. Tia had noticed, but been kind enough not to say anything. At least until her boss laid her head on crossed arms, thumping it several times. “Something wrong?” Tia asked.

"Nope," Milli answered, voice clipped.

And that would have probably been that, the two of them good about personal boundaries. Besides, it could be the engineer was just having a bad day or…

"Fuck," Milli began pulling at the straps of her ever-present eyepiece. "Close the door and shut things down, Tia. We’re closing early." As soon as the eyepiece was removed, Milli’s hands replaced it, the heel of one pressing into each of her eye sockets.

Tia did as she was asked, then sat down beside Milli. “What’s wrong? You hurting?”

Milli just nodded. “Sometimes…every once in a while, the eye hurts.” To demonstrate, Milli pulled her hand away from her dead eye. The scarring around it was plain to see, burns from acid starting above her eyebrow and sliding down over her jaw and onto her neck. The eye, though, was clearly dead. Milky white over her natural blue. But the pupil was strangely large and dark. And currently sparking green inside it, like a thunderstorm.

Before Tia could get a better look or touch it, Milli placed her hand back over it. “It aches. Something about the necromantic magic. It gets too strong or something, I don’t know. Used to happen a lot when I was a kid. Now, not so much.”

"Should I get a barber?" Tia asked.

Milli shook her head. “Won’t help. It’s an old wound. And the magic is almost as old. Acid grenade popped a leak. I was twelve. Fields wouldn’t pay to have it healed. Cheaper to just have it made useful. And to him useful meant I can see the lines on my palm clear as day but everything else is fuzzy without the lenses. It’s useful for my work,” she shrugged. “Fields had a head for business, not for kindness.”

With a deep sigh, Milli put the eyepiece back over her head. Then she stumbled over to the wall and flipped on the security. “Mind walking me home, Tia? I could use someone to lean on before I sleep this off.”

It's like...Milli! In a tattoo!

Had a rad day tattooing a rad dude from Canada today . It was rad . … Rad!

Tattoo by Sim, Cosmic Tattoo UK