Post by ||Scarlett Kueger on Oct 9, 2006 16:51:59 GMT -5
"Alright Joey, just a quick touch-up. It's getting a little dull..." Scarlett asked, pulling up her black tank and the fishnet long sleeve that covered it and yanking down the side of her dark denim jeans, revealing a creamy patch of skin on her hip that bore the picture of a snarling cougar, it's canines bared and it's emerald eyes narrowed. It almost seemed to be jumping from her flesh, ready to dis-embody anything within range of it's ivory claws. 'Joey' Nodded and grabbed the tattooing pen, Scarlett winced slightly as he began, but calmed down as she got used to the sting.
Her mind began to drift as Joey finished the outline and began on the color. She'd been recently accepted at this school and the first thing she'd done was go to the local tattoo joint and get a re-touch on her trademark cougar. Was that really smart? Maybe she should have set up her room first instead of dumping everything onto her bed for later. Shrugging slightly she looked down when the slight tingle left her. "Alright, Scarlett, your all done." He told her, nodding his head. Joey was an old friend of hers that had done all her tattoo's (she had three) when she was younger.
"Thanks bud, put it on my tab." She said, smirking as she winked at him. Joey laughed and gave her a good shove towards the door. "Go flaunt yer charm someplace else, ya little whore." He called, still chuckling. Scarlett rolled her eyes and laughed playfully, but a gleam caught her eye. "Aw, cool, I've been meaning to grab a new ring..." She said softly, looking at the glass counter full of earrings. She narrowed her eyes, trying to decide.
Meet Scarlett, the trouble making rebellious goth of the social world.
Her mind began to drift as Joey finished the outline and began on the color. She'd been recently accepted at this school and the first thing she'd done was go to the local tattoo joint and get a re-touch on her trademark cougar. Was that really smart? Maybe she should have set up her room first instead of dumping everything onto her bed for later. Shrugging slightly she looked down when the slight tingle left her. "Alright, Scarlett, your all done." He told her, nodding his head. Joey was an old friend of hers that had done all her tattoo's (she had three) when she was younger.
"Thanks bud, put it on my tab." She said, smirking as she winked at him. Joey laughed and gave her a good shove towards the door. "Go flaunt yer charm someplace else, ya little whore." He called, still chuckling. Scarlett rolled her eyes and laughed playfully, but a gleam caught her eye. "Aw, cool, I've been meaning to grab a new ring..." She said softly, looking at the glass counter full of earrings. She narrowed her eyes, trying to decide.
Meet Scarlett, the trouble making rebellious goth of the social world.
