“That’s why you need to breeeeeth…”
“Alright…” For just this one instance, Armadia chose not to look at the mirror, and just shut her eyes to concentrate. She tried creating an image of a ‘different self’ in her head. Anything, anything…
“Purple… hair…” Before Shimmer’s eyes, the demon’s hair grew longer and into a vibrant shade of purple. “Blue… flesh… flesh only…!” Her face, limbs, and legs changed to a vibrant sky blue, leaving only her patchy cloak.
“And… and…” She tried imagining a dress she had seen in a human store while passing by. White and long and flowing, with black dots. Her body was able to shape-shift seamlessly – as that was one ability she certainly had the hang of – but the pattern was a little more complicated, dots slowly appearing on the white dress.
Armadia croaked, already sure this had been a complete failure, “… I look like a monster, don’t I?”
“You look a little out of the ordinary, but you still look great.” Shimmer said with a smile.