You decide to play it safe.

Spending a few minutes looking yourself over in the mirror, you replay the events that led you here. One thing you are sure of is that they obviously let you escape to get you to lead them to the prototype. However, they didn’t even try to get it from you till after you jammed the signal, meaning that they were actually interested in either the info about your next job, or they just wanted the money. Then again if Max is wrong you really need to look completely different. That said you aren't about to spend money you don't have, so all of the big changes are out for now. Finally you make your decision. “Ya, I need to look like someone else. If I don't I will always be looking over my shoulder expecting the people after me to come back.”

“Okay, what do you have in mind?”

Staring in the mirror you cluck your tongue and run your hands over your sexy abs. “They were kinda going for the super slut fake porn star look. What about something more normal? What do you think?”

He walks up behind you and turns you around, “Let me look at you.” He turns you side to side, taking it all in and stroking his chin. “Well if you are looking to change drastically but not spend a lot of money I suppose the easiest thing to do would be eliminate any trace of you being an elf, then you would just look like a younger looking girl. I think with the right change in skin tone, ears, hair, and shrink your form down a bit so your measurements matched those of a human instead of a waif thin elf, there is no way anyone would ever think you were you. Now of course you would still be an elf, if someone with magic was doing the looking, but they would most likely think you were just part elf. I mean nobody does what I am suggesting. I get clients that want to look like elves, trust me.”

Nodding you have to admit you like the idea. “Ya, that sounds smart. I like it. How much are we talking?”

He goes over to the computer and starts clacking away. “You still want the healing nanites right?” You nod and he continues clacking away. “Huh. Well I have to admit I was sort of expecting that it would take more, but now that I look at it on the screen I was right, if I shrink you down a bit and with all the tweaks and touches to get rid of most of the elf traces, that way a mage would think you were normal, so it would make others think you were either human or at most part elf, it is really not that bad. I could do it all, nanites included, for $40,000.”

You stare at yourself in the mirror for several minutes before saying, “Fuck it. Do it.”

“Excellent. It will only require a series of injections, then in about an hour it will be finished. There is a slight bit of discomfort, do you want me to knock you out?”

If he is offering to knock you out, it must be worse than he is letting on. “Yeah, I think that sounds best. Knock me out.”

“No problem.” He walks over to you with a needle and sticks it in your arm. “Lie down on the table please.” You do as your are told and a second later you are out like a light.