I sigh out – putting on a wig that graces red short hair. Putting on soles on my feet and a chest plate that makes me look like a man.
There were many people frantically running around as they were busy covering me up as much as possible – however, as I’ve observed it, it may not be so possible doing it only with make-up.
I sigh for the nth time as Asher was discussing with those in charge – I know he sees how it did not do anything to disguise me at all.
I fiddled down as I removed the voice changer attached to me beforehand – it does strain my voice a bit and so I should probably only use it when absolutely necessary.
“Asher,” I called out to him – he immediately went next to me. Everything put on me was very uncomfortable – it made me feel like I’d suddenly become such a large person.
“What is it, babe?” He asked and I frowned as I clearly told him not to call me by our call sign whenever we are in the professional scene.