Novel & Cerita Illumi Disguise

He was planning to disappear again. Fine… If Kaizen wanted to play games...Then I could play too. I'm in for it. Tonight... I was following him. ***** An hour later, I stood in front of my mirror staring…. My disguise was ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous. A black hoodie, Oversized joggers, A baseball cap and a Dark sneakers. I even tucked my hair underneath the hoodie. At first glance I looked like a teenage boy, At second glance...Not really. I stared down at myself, My curves stubbornly refused to cooperate.

And they all had three stars pinned on their chests, lowest. Out of embarrassment, I quickly unpinned my 1-star badge and stowed it into my storage ring. Then, I warped my facial feature to match that of a mid-twenty lady. Even my hair was looking jet-black through a true essence disguise method I'd learnt. I just have to make everyone ‘see’ my hair to be black, when it was plainly brown with golden highlights. It was done stealthily, so no one noticed a thing. And besides, they were all agitated at the moment; who'd have the time to observe a girl changing her height and muscles?

"By the way. Did you visit Bianca at the hospital?" Timothee hesitated. "I did. She’s…fine. Well, as fine as someone can be in a coma. The doctors say she’s stable. Just rest, Malia. You need to focus on this disguise of yours." Malia felt a wave of relief wash over her but also a stab of guilt. "I still feel so strange pretending to be her while she’s… well, you know." "It’s just for a while. You’ve got to see this through. By the way, congratulations on your first day of disguise! That’s huge!" His upbeat tone was infectious, and despite herself, Malia smiled.

She couldn’t believe this feeling of greediness, she isn’t like this for she have compassion to all the people and she’s embraced of purity. Argen was blessed as Queen of Versailles and also inserted the term for her form of being Goddess of Disguise at the very moment of her eighteen. She didn’t expect to be blessed as Goddess of Disguise as well, she have no power and will never have the chance to alter everything she desires too. But was her feature the absolute called for her absolute disguise? She transform with dark feature and had always picked a lot of dim colors to present herself. But she didn’t decide it by herself, but probably the witch’s touch on her hand. The flaming and the s

I had a perfect disguise, I went into my bag and brought out a wig in a neat and tidy male like short black hair, a masquerade mask of black and white covering the whole face which I asked for Zack to prepare and a suit along with some bandages and as an extra measure, I also prepared lenses to cover my eye colour. Although, I could come out with the truth and tell everyone that I am a girl but since everyone already believes I am a male, then might as well keep up with the disguise. It can also work to my advantage in the future if anything happens to me, I could easily turn back to my female form.

said Gavin "Who says I'm the only one?" Elize asked. "Here, you choose the disguise you want." Elize threw the bag in the back, and Gavin immediately picked it up. Inside the bag, various items in the bag that Elize and Gavin can use to disguise. "It's my thing to have a mustache," said Gavin. "Try this, Dark; maybe the mustache will suit you too." "Stop bothering, Dark. I prefer him even without a mustache. You're Lucian too." said Elize

Our identities were carefully concealed. As I stared at my reflection in the changing room mirror, I barely recognised the woman looking back at me. The heavy makeup transformed my face, while icy blue contact lenses and a blonde wig completed the disguise. I was dressed in nothing but a sheer lingerie set paired with a short skirt that stopped right above my ass, barely covering anything. My hair was tied back in a high ponytail, and faux piercings adorned my lips and nose for the final touch. The woman in the mirror was a far cry from the person I truly was—but tonight, that didn’t matter.

"No dead zones. No secrets." Amelia crossed her arms. "What about disguises? People showing up as someone else?" "Then we give them a reason to unmask," he said coldly. "Theatrics, misdirection, and a few staged incidents to distract. They’ll slip eventually." While the security team coordinated under Luke, Amelia worked with a designer on the gown she’d wear which was lavender silk, custom-fit, and designed to catch light like liquid. It was beautiful. But underneath it, she’d be wired. Frederick had already assigned two shadows to her.

The doctor handed us a bell, instructing, "If you need anything, ring this, and the doctors will come check on you. I'll be back tomorrow." “Thank you doctor,” Lala said. Once we were alone, I pulled out my phone and installed a stronger virus. "The cameras are off," I said to Lala. "Let's get moving." I retrieved the bag from under the bed. We did each other's makeup, then changed into black clothes, masks, and glasses. After a short walk, we hailed a taxi and headed to a club next to Orange Bar. In the bathroom, we put on our wigs and red dresses, completing our disguise. “Here, I handed her her ID”