<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/TrhNVlw.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Dara Kurova (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=250173.msg12369710#msg12369710)<br/><strong>City | Date | Time:</strong>Seatle, WA | August 16, 2017 | 11:42 PM PST<br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong>Shae, Elijah, Kumiho<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Escaping<br/><hr/>That veil of invisibility faded away like smoke on the non-existent breeze the moment they entered Kumiho's abode. While Elijah felt out of place these days, Dara fell right at home in the shabby apartment and she had a feeling Shae would too. Almost instantly she felt like she could just plop down somewhere and relax, despite the otherwise dire circumstances they'd all found themselves in. "Well, I can't really help Shae but I can do a little something for myself." She murmured as she made her way towards the nearest mirror. Her head tipped and tilted this way and that as she squinted at her own reflection. I wasn't noticable at first, but as the seconds ticked on by those bright bleach blonde locks of hers faded until they were a lovely brunette with highlights and even fringe blonde tips - all she had to do was adjust how light bounced off her hair.<br/><br/>It was remarkable how different she looked with darker hair, and honestly she liked herself better that way. She could change a few more things about herself as well, but the less changes she made and the easier it was to keep it going unconsciously. She could do the same for Shae, but it was a hell of a lot easier to do it on herself. On that same note, Elijah might just remember her a touch better with darker hair too. If she could remember correctly, her hair was pretty much black at some point way back when.<br/><br/>"If you have any spare clothing, that'd be great." She shot a hopeful glance towards Kumiho, just in time to see her strange transformation. She paused then, blinking before she perked with wide eyes. "Oh man, that is so fuckin' badass!!" She gushed before she could reign herself in properly, which ended with her promptly coughing to herself and glancing off to the side. "Er, I mean... Yeah, cool... uh... Does that mean you don't have spare clothes?" Dara laughed awkwardly as she rubbed along the back of her neck.<br/><br/>"You know what, actually! I have a better ide--" She trailed off as she reached into her back pocket to squint at Elijah as he spoke and suddenly realized, now that they weren't in a panic and all, that he looked<i>extremely</i>familiar to her for some reason... She'd just slipped her phone out when he introduced himself and her eyes widened with recognition. "Eli? Elijah Brandt? No fuckin' way!" She grinned then. "You don't recognize me, do you? Harmony!" She gestured at herself. "I go by Dara now days." Or at least she used too... Now they needed new names, didn't they?