#he said we love a strong woman

[kazxmp]

We all deserve to treat ourselves

Continued from here with @mpathena for the sunshine festival!

mpathena

Athena didn’t mind the young man not looking into her eyes or the way he talked or even the fact that he didn't look at his place. Everything about him was still fascinating in her opinion, from his appearance to his enthusiasm as he talked about his work. She liked people who showed passion for their art, for their skills.

She listened and watched with attention as he prepared his things and nodded. "No, never. The way I looked never had importance for me" she answered, a soft smile on her lips. "Maybe it is time to change that ? I had been a warrior for so long, I think that I deserve to treat myself a little."

The goddess waited for the man to be ready, looking at the photobook of the Marimo Ink’s artists. They all were extremely talented and, as a patron of arts, she could only appreciate their works. She would make sure to bring protection on both their booth and shop.

"What is your name ?" she asked, her smile never leaving her face. "I am Athena."

Now that he can put a name to the face, Athena had such a calm aura about her that had Kaz loosening up even more in the conversation despite being out of his element. It helped that the Goddess spoke about her appearance, and something Kaz also loved most-which was obvious-was self expression.  There are so many aspects that make up any person and the expression of that in jewwely, clothes, art, it is one of the best parts of being alive. In the tattoo artists personal opinion.  So it makes him more than happy to be able to be an acting role in someone starting to express themselves or at least find joy in doing it. Even as he busies his eyes elsewhere and sets the paperwork down on the table for her to look over and sign, he smiles. “We all deserve to treat ourselves sometimes. And who knows, maybe you’ll get this piercing and suddenly I’ll be seeing you back in the shop for more.” The smile is evident in his tone as he cleans up the chair and goes through the motions of sitting her down and filing the paperwork away.  “It’s a damn treat to get to be a part of someone’s journey of themselves. I’m more than sure you are well aware of who you are, but maybe there’s more to yourself that getting stabbed might uncover for you. And I’m Kaz.” Kaz has known many amazing women in his life. His best friend is a hell of a woman and he has nothing but respect for the one sitting in his chair right now. He has no doubt she knows who she is. But there’s always things to learn about yourself and for some reason it’s real fun for him to watch people go through that. “So where do you want this thing? Traditional lobes? A daith would be mad cute.”��