[Maelle smiles, a sucker for fingers in her hair. She looks at their reflections in the mirror, eyebrows going up at shoulders--that's too short! And ultimately laughing when she gets to bald.]
Think anyone would recognize me, bald? I think the red hair is my thing, no?
It’s not practically bald, this is a perfectly respectable amount of hair.
[She reaches around to cover Maelle’s eyebrows with her index fingers. Her tan skin is hardly any useful illusion against Maelle’s pale skin, but it’s the thought that counts.]
Maybe a little longer, then? To the shoulders, like Lune’s?
[Sciel fiddles with the clips, dropping Maelle’s hair down to her armpits. It’s still a good eight or so inches off, still a very dramatic difference. Sciel smiles at the two of them in the mirror.]
[Still a lot to make Maelle a little nervous about the cut, but she soothes herself by opening the bag of candy. She offers it to Sciel first. Manners.]
[Sciel pulls out a long length of hair between her fingers, scissors poised in the other hand. She pulls it out front to show Maelle where the cut line is, roughly level with her armpit. Yes? No?]
Do you think I’ve been doing a poor job on my own hair or something?
[There’s a flair for it, certainly, but Sciel has scarcely seen any temper tantrum that seemed outside the realm of normal for an overwhelmed child. She just hums, snipping the lock of hair short, and then moving to the next.]
[The cutting begins. Maelle distracts herself with more candy.]
Sort of? I get it now, though. I wasn't very interested in brushing my hair when I was younger. I'd get all sorts of things stuck in it. Food, leaves, mud...
[Sciel just continues on, working in sections, measuring them against each other. Somewhat seriously:]
Well, who has time for that? Little girls are always very busy and have so much to do, they can't be expected to be taken away from more important things. You would have looked cute with short hair, though!
[Sciel waits until she's between sections to take the candy. No stabbing here, she promises.]
I did! My dad liked my hair long, so after he Gommaged I gave it a nice good chop, only about as long as my chin. I kept it that way for a few years. It was nice. Very light.
I did! It was easy to wash and go, and I think I looked very nice, but it was not so convenient for dancing when we had to put our hair up, or when I had to be bent over some project. And now I like how versatile it is!
[Sciel smiles, looking at Maelle through the mirror briefly before going back to sectioning her hair.]
Tried it once, blonde didn't suit me! I'd sooner go some wild colour if I were to switch it up again. Would you go blonde? You could get that pretty strawberry blonde colour, I think.
Me? No. I like my red, now. I used to just want brown hair.
[Because she would maybe blend into her adopted families a little more. She doesn't think she could ever fool anyone into thinking she and Gustave are blood, but it matters less now.]
I think you would look great with streaks of... purple. Or pink. Both!
I guess... [Don't make it sound lame, Maelle!!!] You said your dad liked your hair long so you kept it like that, huh? Gustave and Emma would always say how nice my red hair was, so... I guess I grew to see it as that way, too.
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Think anyone would recognize me, bald? I think the red hair is my thing, no?
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[She starts playing, folding and pinning up Maelle’s hair in the approximation of a short cut, long layers falling to her jaw.]
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[... she says, but she's already making a face at the short hair Sciel is going for.]
That is practically bald, you know.
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[She reaches around to cover Maelle’s eyebrows with her index fingers. Her tan skin is hardly any useful illusion against Maelle’s pale skin, but it’s the thought that counts.]
Maybe a little longer, then? To the shoulders, like Lune’s?
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[Enjoy your fussy client, Sciel.]
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Just a little shorter than mine.
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[Still a lot to make Maelle a little nervous about the cut, but she soothes herself by opening the bag of candy. She offers it to Sciel first. Manners.]
Have you been keeping up on your trims?
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My fringe, yes, but I’ve been letting the rest grow. I was thinking I’d just let it grow until it gave me a headache to put up.
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[Maelle pops two pieces of candy into her mouth at once.]
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[She picks up the scissors.]
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Should I close my eyes?
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Do you think I’ve been doing a poor job on my own hair or something?
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I've been told I can be a little... dramatic. I used to fight Emma when she took me to get my hair cut when I was younger.
[Then it sort of... stopped. Hence the long hair.]
But no, your hair is beautiful, Sciel.
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[There’s a flair for it, certainly, but Sciel has scarcely seen any temper tantrum that seemed outside the realm of normal for an overwhelmed child. She just hums, snipping the lock of hair short, and then moving to the next.]
Did Emma want it very short?
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Sort of? I get it now, though. I wasn't very interested in brushing my hair when I was younger. I'd get all sorts of things stuck in it. Food, leaves, mud...
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Well, who has time for that? Little girls are always very busy and have so much to do, they can't be expected to be taken away from more important things. You would have looked cute with short hair, though!
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[... she holds up a piece of candy for Sciel to take. Don't stab her.]
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I did! My dad liked my hair long, so after he Gommaged I gave it a nice good chop, only about as long as my chin. I kept it that way for a few years. It was nice. Very light.
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[Gustave finds it funny to tug on her ponytail, so she figures he likes that, at least.]
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[Even if Maelle wears her hair in that damn ponytail almost every day. It keeps it out of the way!]
Would you ever color your hair? Go blonde, maybe?
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Tried it once, blonde didn't suit me! I'd sooner go some wild colour if I were to switch it up again. Would you go blonde? You could get that pretty strawberry blonde colour, I think.
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[Because she would maybe blend into her adopted families a little more. She doesn't think she could ever fool anyone into thinking she and Gustave are blood, but it matters less now.]
I think you would look great with streaks of... purple. Or pink. Both!
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[Since he's the purple expert.]
What changed your mind?
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