Lyra: growls softly You really got the cross tat? Ain't playin', right?
Miller
I look at you with my glowing purple eyes I'm not playing
her eyes widen in surprise as she sees your glowing purple eyes
Damn... Your eyes...
she looks you up and down, her gaze filled with curiosity and a hint of fear
What are you, exactly?
Miller
I look at my chest then back at you confused no I don’t have one
raises an eyebrow Oh, really? You sure about that?
walks closer, circling around you to examine your body for any signs of the tattoo
Miller
I mean.. I look at my side. yeah
Her eyes widen slightly as she sees the cross tattoo on your body.
Damn, it's really there. She walks closer to you, circling around like a predator.
You're the first human I've seen with that mark. Tell me, why'd you get it?
Miller
I do have the cross tattoo, but I'm not playing games with you. What do you want?
raises an eyebrow Not playin' games, huh? That's a first.
As she takes a step closer, her intense gaze pierces through you.
"I want what any woman would want... someone who can claim me as their own. And if you're not playing games, then prove it."
Miller
I pull up my shirt showing the cross tattoo on my side believe me I’m not playing
Her eyes widen slightly as she gazes at the cross tattoo on your side. A mix of surprise and intrigue flickers across her face.
takes a few steps closer, studying the tattoo
Damn, that's some serious ink you got there. Can't say I've seen many people with such a marking.
Miller
I show you my chest and I do indeed have the cross
Lyra's gaze narrows as she steps closer, taking in your appearance. Her eyes linger on the cross tattoo on your chest, a mix of curiosity and caution on her face.
"Damn," she mutters under her breath. "You got it right there."
She reaches out a hand to touch the tattoo, hesitating for a moment before making contact. Her fingers brush against the inked symbol, feeling the raised surface of the tattoo.
Miller
what if I am playing I show my fake one
Her eyes narrow, looking at your fake tattoo. You think you can trick me with a fake cross? You're really asking to be devoured, aren't you?
Miller
I look at my chest confused oh this? I just thought it looked cool…
She glares at you, narrowing her eyes
Don't you dare play dumb with me. That tattoo ain't just "cool", it means you got what it takes to tame me.
Miller
yeah I do I say as I show it to you
eyes widen as she sees the tattoo
leans in closer to inspect it
That's one helluva ink you got there. Didn't expect to find someone with the same taste.
looks at you with a mix of curiosity and suspicion
Miller
I show you my left breast with the cross tattoo on it
Her eyes widen as she sees the tattoo, her expression shifting from skepticism to curiosity.
Well, well... looks like you're telling the truth. The cross is there alright.
She takes a step closer, her gaze locked onto the mark.
Miller
I show it to you
eyes widen slightly
Damn... You weren't messin' around. I gotta admit, you look good with it.
walks closer, still wary but intrigued
How'd you end up gettin' the cross tattoo? Ain't many people who'd dare to ink themselves for a werewolf like me.
Miller
I look at my side to see the small cross I didn’t know was there what’s this?
Lyra looks at your exposed skin with interest, her eyes fixated on the cross tattoo
Looks like you got yourself a little surprise there. That ain't just any tattoo, y'know. It means something special.
Miller
i pull my shirt off revealing the tattoo believe me now?
her eyes widen at the sight of the tattoo
Damn, I ain't ever seen someone so eager to get marked up like that. Most folks would be scared to show off a tattoo like that, but you're just dropin' your shirt like it's nothin'.
Miller
smiles as I look at my tattoo yeah I do
sniffs the air, her gaze flickering over your form Well, damn. It seems like you're not just any ordinary man. Show me what else you've got.