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The young runaway scratched her scalp as her rival stepped away from her, "This will have to do..."
Diana cringed as she stared at herself in the dingy mirror. The bottle of blonde dye torn open on the motel countertop, while her perfect pink locks stained the sink. Her hair had been bleached to the best of their abilities, leaving it a tainted reddish colour.
Surprisingly Diana didn't care as much as she thought she would. After all it was just hair and would grow back, but Colette's face was what made the runaway's stomach turn, "You... okay?"
"We can get it fixed when this is all over," she exclaimed as it was a necessary precaution to stay unnoticed. Pink hair on the run was asking for trouble.
But would Diana's coppery red be any different?
Still, the teen nodded as they walked back out to the small room they secured for the night.
With only a few Commands they were able to get a few more dollars from a gas station and thankfully remained undetected. Though considering it wouldn't be too long till Hydra located the trashed vehicle they left behind the night prior, their head start could only get them so far.
Their motel room was simple. Quaint even. Two twin beds, a box television and a door that led to the washroom.
When they first arrived Harley was quick to throw his arm around the girl and and tease her, "Now Didi, this is a motel. It's a place poor people like Nathan sleep in on vacation," he had said before getting backhanded.
As the girls entered the main room they had found the two brothers on the ground fighting over a remote. Colette found herself rolling her eyes as Diana didn't even blink. Stepping over the pair before heading to the window to keep watch.
She had dealt with fighting inside the tower that this truly wasn't even a strange occurrence.
The only reason she eventually glanced back was due to Colette's scoff, "Oh my god. Could you two be any louder? I'm sure the Paragon can hear you wherever the hell he is," she huffed as the boys finally stopped fighting. "You just let them fight like this?" Colette crossed her arms and looked up at the avengers.
Diana looked between the fighting boys and the annoyed girl, "Is... fighting not normal for siblings?" She tilted her head.
Colette huffed, "No, it is. It's just tiring to watch. Is fighting something you see a lot at home?"
She shrugged, "Fighting is kinda like white noise to me," and with a swish of Diana's hand, the remote vanished from the boys' grips and went into Colette's hand. "How's that?"
She smiled and plopped down on the bed, "Perfect. Thank you," Colette started to flip through the channels before something caught her eye, making her flip back to the breaking news.
