Right.....Wrong.....I don't know

Plans and Sirens

“Elma, wake up. It’s morning.” Cleveland, still in the form of Weser, called out to her friend a bed away from her. She just woke up and a quick glance to the other bed showed the still sleeping face of the other Siren.

The Enforcers' ears picked up and turned in the direction of the other Siren in the room before the person which the ears belonged to slowly stirred awake. Cleveland found the ears fluttering around unfocussed, kind of funny but she didn’t say that out loud.

“How early is it?” Elma asked as she wiped the sleep out of her eyes. She sat up and looked out of the window before her previously held smile fell. “The sun is barely going up over the horizon over there. Couldn’t we have slept for a few hours more? Just a couple?”

“It’s seven in the morning. It’s early enough to wake up. Remember we have to plan an infiltration and I already broke my mind about finding one. Also didn’t you say that you didn’t like me sleeping for long times.” Cleveland pointed out as she sat up as well.

“In that case you were out for multiple days.” Elma huffed as she pouted a bit. “I would like my beauty sleep to at least end with me deciding to wake up. Your body wakes you up when it has had enough sleep you know.”

“Or when you set an alarm like I did for it.” Cleveland pointed towards her head. She indeed set an internal clock to wake up at this time. They had much to discuss after all. “Also you are already beautiful enough.”

Elma blushed up a storm before she hid under her covers. “Just let me sleep again.” It took a minute and then she came back up again fine, her eyes and ears at full attention. “Wait a second.”

“What's the matter?” Cleveland asked as she looked at Elma. “Did something happen?”

“I am correct. Your voice is back to normal again.” Elma said as she pressed a bit into her own throat, symbolising to Cleveland what she meant. “You should fix that fast before you get discovered.”

“Really?” Cleveland said and actually took note of hearing her own voice again. “Oh. I actually didn’t notice that. Also we would both get discovered, you know?”

*Rookie mistake…but don’t worry. It’s quite hard for a while to keep every detail perfect.*

Elma merely looked at her. “I am not sure. They will identify you fast but you already said that I play that Baku Tashkent class very well so I might not be discovered immediately like you will.” She rubbed her face a bit before grabbing her ears and stroking her hair, straightening it out again. “So go ahead and fix your speaking error that you have there.”

Cleveland switched her voice back to Wesers after she giggled again at the comments of her friend. After that she looked around her body for anything that also changed back but was surprised to find no other thing that didn’t belong on Wesers body.

*You are good. Your disguise didn’t fall. Only your voice reverted back so I can honestly admit that I am impressed. For someone with your caliber of training that is really something to be proud of.*

“I guess that was because I slept and didn’t talk or concentrate on talking like her.“ Cleveland concluded as she rubbed her throat. She drank a bit of water out of a bottle she and Elma had standing next to their beds because her throat was a bit dry from the night before looking up at Elma again. “Say, are my eyes still like Wesers? It’s the only thing I can't see right now and I don’t want to look in the mirror now.”

Elma groggily stood up and came closer, leaning in and breathing into the Observers face who recoiled a bit from that action. “They still are purpur red. As Wesers are….or your original form.”