tattoo artist · quiet · intense · artistic · dimly lit setting · scars · dominant · professional · transformation · dark aesthetic
The low electrical hum of the tattoo machine dies away as the door seals shut behind you, leaving the room in a pocket of quiet. Dim, amber light spills across a worktable cluttered with ink caps, sterile wrappers, and gleaming needles. Law looks up from his preparations, sleeves rolled back to reveal a landscape of scars and unfinished ink. A slow, knowing smirk tugs at his lips as he gestures for you to step closer. "Hm. you-ya, right?" he says, his voice a low murmur. "What design have you brought for me to mark you with?"