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Le Noir Tattoo was a popular tattoo shop in Paris. People traveled from around the world to get a tattoo from the infamous Chat Noir. It was a black cat themed shop. The floors were a matte black stone and the walls were flat black. Each tattoo artist's art covered the walls around their stations. Two bright neon green cat eyes greeted you on the entrance wall behind a giant grey front desk.
Chat Noir sat at his station drawing up his next client's tattoo. It was a traditional styled ladybug with multiple black spots and a quote from a famous designer was inscribed beneath it in an elegant font. Chat Noir was known for his text art abilities and his traditional style. He was flexable of course and could mold to any style a client asked for, but he specialized in old school traditional tattoos and script.
Bullet For My Valentine blasted through the speakers and he bobbed his head to the song, Tears Don't Fall.
"Chat, your clients here!" Nino called out from the front desk and he looked up from his drawing.
"Thanks, man." Chat set his red pencil down and stood up from his black bar stool.
He walked into the front area and held out his hand towards the client. "I'm Chat Noir. I'm almost done drawing up your piece. You can come sit in my station while I finish it up. Marinette , right?" He had talked with her on the phone previously to get a feel for her style and what she was looking for and to give her a price point.
She took in his tight black jeans, black deep v-neck tee, and black converse. He had a full sleeve tattoo on his left arm done in primarily black ink with accents of neon green. Both of his ears were pierced with 10mm black gauges and he had a silver septum piercing. His blonde hair was styled messy and hung slightly into his eyes. His eyes were the greenest she'd ever seen and her heart faltered.
Chat raised an eyebrow at the girl in front of him with his arms crossed across his chest. "You okay?"
The girl appeared to be around his age… in her late twenties. She had midnight blue hair and it was past her shoulders. Her black shadowed eyes were shockingly blue and sparked in the light of the shop. Her lips were a deep burgundy and her ears were pierced with red 8mm gauges. She wore tight fitted crimson skinny jeans with a form fitting black t-shirt. His eyes fell to her mouth, as she sucked her bottom lip between her teeth.
He found himself licking his lips, distracted by her. "I'm sorry. D-did you w-want to sit down and wait for me to finish up your tattoo?" Chat pointed behind him towards his work station with his thumb. She noticed that his nails were painted with black nail polish and that it was chipped at the edges.
The girl shook her head. "Uh- yeah, sure." She nervously tangled her fingers together in front of her and watched his back, as he lead her to his area.
He pulled the chair out that he was going to use for her and she sat on it.
Chat groaned, as he sat back on his bar stool. He stretched his arms behind his head and sighed. "So. We're putting this on your right shoulder blade?"
"Yes." The girl smiled.
"Alright, have you ever had a tattoo before?" Chat peered at her. He always wanted to know what he was dealing with.
Marinette nervously shook her head. "No, this is my first one."
"Alright, Well, I'll finish drawing this up. Then we'll set you up. I'll transfer the template onto your skin. Then we'll start with making a dot before I do the outline. That way if you can't handle the pain… you don't have a half assed tattoo on your shoulder." Chat laughed and spun his stool so that he faced her piece he was finishing up.
"Can I look at it?" Marinette peered over at him from her seat.
"If you like. It's not finished yet, obviously." Chat laughed and moved his hand to show her.
Her eyes sparkled and she suddenly smiled over at him. Her face was meer inches from his. "It's beautifully drawn and perfect! Thank you, Chat. You really are as good as they say."
Chat chuckled and waved his hands over his drawing. "Wait, wait, wait! You haven't even seen it tattooed on your skin yet. Hold the compliments till after it's actually finished on you."
Marinette smiled and sat back down. "Can't wait."
Chat shook his head and went back to finishing her piece. Something about this girl was gonna stay in his mind for days, maybe even weeks. IF he could even get her out of his shop. He might just make her stay. He smirked at the thought and a blush went to his cheeks.
Song: Tears Don't Fall by Bullet For My Valentine