Amber Collik
You want a Tattoo?
[member="Willa Isard"]
Naboo, a planet similar to Mandalore except for one difference, their were no jerky military guys here or just commanding officers. Amber hated both of those things, the first a bit more then the second but not by much. It was a crystal clear day upon Naboo, the clouds were a light gray color with the sun beaming through the thickly clustered clouds which would make for a good photograph or tattoo to make. Will, too bad Amber didn't have a camera right now or anything to deal with tattoos cause she wasn't even at her tattoo shop which she opened up herself. It was run by her and a few friends she made on Naboo, it was a slow process but where people usually have a lot of people, Amber had a few people who would really good with tattoos and just artistic stuff in general. Mostly nothing went wrong at her shop of sorts, will except for some people.
Amber was walking down a stone street in her standard clothing with her mother's necklace hanging onto her neck. She was wearing a white tanktop with leather boots, leather pants, and a black beanie. Her blue hair along with her tattoos stood out as a vibrant part of her outfit making her stand out a lot easier then regular people. Rather for better or for worse.
Naboo, a planet similar to Mandalore except for one difference, their were no jerky military guys here or just commanding officers. Amber hated both of those things, the first a bit more then the second but not by much. It was a crystal clear day upon Naboo, the clouds were a light gray color with the sun beaming through the thickly clustered clouds which would make for a good photograph or tattoo to make. Will, too bad Amber didn't have a camera right now or anything to deal with tattoos cause she wasn't even at her tattoo shop which she opened up herself. It was run by her and a few friends she made on Naboo, it was a slow process but where people usually have a lot of people, Amber had a few people who would really good with tattoos and just artistic stuff in general. Mostly nothing went wrong at her shop of sorts, will except for some people.
Amber was walking down a stone street in her standard clothing with her mother's necklace hanging onto her neck. She was wearing a white tanktop with leather boots, leather pants, and a black beanie. Her blue hair along with her tattoos stood out as a vibrant part of her outfit making her stand out a lot easier then regular people. Rather for better or for worse.