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[b]Los Paraisos: Outside The Grande Diamond[/b]
Moira's expression darkened as the men underwent their makeovers. Wait a minute...? None of them were even looking twice at Syed, did that mean?

"Ey, how am I supposed to get in?! We're stuck together, remember?"

"You're not," Thunderhawk replied shortly as he continued to fidget and generally be as awkward for Selan's deft hands as possible.

"Oh, come on. I mean... uh... yeah it'll be hard..." she grabbed Syed and pulled him down into a headlock, before poking at his prominent cheekbones and angular jawline. He squirmed and protested in response. "Can't we just... throw a veil on him or somethin'?"

"Hey!"

"It's not [i]him[/i]," Thunderhawk growled.

"Er, you what?! Excuse me?!" Moira released her grip, an offended expression appearing on her features. She clenched her fists. "You think I'm gonna sit on my arse?!"

[i]“So, ladies,”[/i] Dylan grinned. Blimey the guy made an alarmingly good woman, it was a bit strange really. Then again all of the guys who had recieved Selan's makeover were very convincing. Especially Marcus, it was difficult to picture him as a [i]guy[/i] seeing him like that. [i]“Are we ready to apply for our new jobs?[/i]"

Syed brushed himself off before biting his lip. "You'll need to get some details sorted before you go, like your names and things like that. You need the details about yourself to be watertight in case they ask, you don't want to get tripped up by the simple things." His gaze lowered to Dylan's feet. "...Like those heels. Did you guys need to get heels? That seems to be making things more complicated than they need to be..."

Syed looked back up to the building, rubbing at his arms despite the heat. He did wish he could join them despite Thunderhawk's warning, he wanted to be there to help and support if they needed him. But the others were right - his features were too striking and masculine, and Moira just wasn't the type of woman they'd let in. Or the type of woman who should be sent on a job like this at all. They really didn't have a place in a stealth mission like this, they'd cause people to be suspicious and possibly jepardise the whole thing. He sighed. Well, this plan was all they had.

"Good luck in there," he said seriously, locking his eyes with anyone who looked in his direction. He had paled a little with nerves, which was saying a bit with the tan he was starting to develop. "We'll be out here if anything happens, ok?" It was a mostly empty gesture. If it got to that point that was probably it, game over.

Oh please let this go as smoothly as it could. Oh please. He trusted Estelle to be able to look after herself, even in a situation like this. He trusted her to the end of Ddaear and back. But these kidnappers were a complete unknown quantity, and to be sending what was effectively an incognito SWAT team in to help her and Josette, with the somewhat chaotic nature the Pride had...?

Gods help them all.