Having been not only humilated by Maurise but accused of being a dirty street rat Trin was not happy. She ambushed him one night when he was at home. She rang his doorbell to get his attention and when he answered she jumped him with a chloroformed rag to knock him out. Acting quickly she pulled him inside and shut the door. She then opened her jacket and took out a spray can of facade and licked her lips. This was always her favorite part she would think to herself as she sprayed him down from head to toe stopping only to shake the can abit more for pressure. She then took off her boots and grinned devilishly as she grabbed his face and began to pull. The sound of the peeling rubber coming off the face beneath was so satisfying to her she took her time taking it off him. She set the mask aside and dug into her jacket again this time producing a knife to which she pulled the blade out and flipped Maurise onto his back. She would then carefully run the knife blade down his back side to create an opening in the suit. Ah the wonders of science she would think as she finished and began to peel the suit off of him. She was always amazed at the things Facade could do and often wondered if her Uncle's Boss really created the stuff.
She closed her knife putting it away before shaking out the suit and carefully climbing on in.
She would then reach back to close up the suit taking on Maurise's height and size before taking the mask to pull on before letting it snap against her cheek. To anyone she would appear and sound like him and even feel normal.


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Maurise ©
Trin © me