Ivory's eyes lit up. That was all she really wanted, to get away from her parents. " Could we really pull that off? " She asked. " What if someone recognized me though? " She noted, her parents might show them a picture of her. Ivory stared at the fire, thinking.

"Yes, we could." Ethan said with conviction. "We will only all have to lie and say that Ivory died. You will have to use a fake identity. You could cut your hair, and disguise you a by wearing clothes which you would not usually wear. You may still have to hide from the authorities before you are officially declared dead. I would have suggested that you could use hair dye and lenses, but I don't think we have anything like that here... Once your parents think you are dead, there will be no reason for them to show a picture of you to anyone."

" Lets make it an official plan then. " Ivory smiled. She normally wore dark clothing and hoodies, but she wasnt particularly fond of " girly " clothing. She didnt really care about her hair, it would grow back.
" My hair is too dark to dye anyway, we would need a LOT of bleach for that, but a hair cut might do the trick. I can go clean the operating scissors and use them, its the best we have." Ivory still didnt even know if they would even get help, but a feeling told her they would. She ran to go clean the scissors, and came back with them.
" Can you cut it? Just cut all of it, I need to look as not me as possible. " She handed him the scissors.
" Then tomorrow we can make it our mission to get out of here. " She smiled.

"Are you sure you want me to cut your hair with my left hand?" asked Ethan, unsure. "If the haircut looks to weird, it could be suspicious".
Not to mention that it would look ridiculous, he thought.
"I know, maybe you can hold your hair in a ponytail? Like when I cut it it may be at least kind of straight?"

" Okay. I just need you to cut the bulk of it, I can work out the details. " She said holding her hair in a ponytail like he said. " Just as long as you don't cut me, I'm fine. I just can't cut it because I can't see it from the back."

"As you wish"! Ethan said, still thinking inside that she should have asked Mark to do this, or one of the others who had two hands. But he knew he could do it without cutting her. He took the scissors, and soon her long dark hair fell on the dirt.
"It's not too bad"
He gave her back the scissors, and picked up the locks on the floor, before throwing them in the fire.
"Burnt hair smells bad, but in case someone find the plane we don't want them to find these hairs, right?"

Jirachi:"nope...i'm keeping mine it took me a while to grow"

"There is no need for you to cut your hair and disguise yourself, unless you want a new identity too?"

Jirachi:"ill just dye my hair again..maybe blue"

"You... You want to change of life too?" Ethan asked, unsure if she was only speaking about look or if she wanted a new life like Ivory did.