This was it. There was no going back now

As the whirring process started, she felt a small pinprick, then nothing. Was this it? Nothing more than this? This opened up a great many possibilities

Mind aflame with implications, she thought about future themes, motifs and combinations. Truly, this changed things

Alas, like so many other things, only one possibility could be pursued at a time. Reining in her eager anticipation of the future, she turned her attention back to the present. Her tattooist, hard at work, showed off her excellent motor skills. Which – now that she thought about it – was entirely appropriate, given the motif

Soon, the word “Mechanic” was written on her arm. The arm of a mechanic, and a mechanic arm

She could get used to this