Noah's hair gets styled

Noah was released for a brief moment before a towel was wrapped around his chest. Once again he found himself grabbed then found himself plopped into the salon chair he had been sitting in earlier. Unlike earlier, the hands were not gentle in the slightest. His ankles and wrists were snatched and held out as his head was forcefully held down in the water basin, which began to spray water as it did earlier. Though he couldn't see it, he felt his nails being cleaned and clipped until the arms were content enough to begin coating them with color. What he could see, though, was a limb equipped with what looked to be a tiny claw or pincer which came straight for his face. He flinched deeper into his chair but had no way to protect his brows from the sudden attack of the salon's new weapon. He winced and cried out with every pluck but the arms continued shaping the eyebrows into pretty arches. Noah had no idea how he was going to fix the damage once everything was all over. The body hair was easily covered up but the girly eyebrows weren't so easily dealt with.

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The hands rubbing his scalp weren't exactly unpleasant but he was far from relaxed. Shampoo was soon added to his hair, foamed up, and then rinsed out by the machines. This happening at least once more before he felt a wide-toothed comb being set into his hair at the base of his roots. They worked their way along the length of the hair, not so gently pulling out tangles before finding a new spot to repeat the motions again. Every so often, the comb would find a particularly stubborn tangle that would have to be snipped by newly introduced scissors. Once the arms seemed satisfied, Noah was leaned up from the basin and his hair was dried by yet another device. He imagined that the machines needed to see how his hair curled when dry before being able to predictably style it.

Once dried and applied with a leave-in conditioner, the top layer of his hair was pulled up and the edges were cut off. Again and again, it was repeatedly cut and layered while larger clumps of curls were snipped, removing some of the bulk. His split ends were taken care of and the body was shaped into a feminine style that was not going to be easy to fix, he realized. Noah also noticed that his hair's natural color appeared more vibrant as it fell around him, which he wasn't exactly sure how he felt about that detail. Noah was jostled from his thought when the hair on his temples was gathered into several separate strands. He could only just make out in the corner of his eyes the movement as the arms twisted around each other in fluid unison, becoming two long braids. Behind him, he could feel strands being collected and pinned into place as the braids were pulled behind his view.

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