Issai glared at Sahen grumbling under his breath. "Shut up fool. It was a dark purple, not some bright color as you're probably imagining." He really hated being laughed at.

Sahen just shook his head. "I wasn't actually thinking a bright color....but okay." He shook out his hair like a dog, then ran his hand through it a few times until it stuck up every which horrible way.

Issai immediately jumped for the spout after Sahen, quickly removing the dye from his hair. He scrubbed his scalp throughly before moving out of the stream and rubbing his hand through his hair. His longer hair was plastered to his skin, but stuck up were he'd moved his hand through it. He looked at Sahen and chuckled a bit, "that hair suits you. It's as crazy as you are."

Sahen narrowed his eyes at Issai. "Don't go saying bad things about my hair. It's never crazy, even when dyed." But even as he said that, he began to pick at his hair, obsessively trying to make it look good. "Not like your hair is any better."

"I can't really do anything about it until it dries." Issai sighed, well use to the weird ways of his hair when it was wet. "And that is only making your hair stand up more." he added, flatly.

"Ah, what the hell!" Sahen muttered, trying to stare up at his hair. "Don't ya have a mirror or something?"

Issai rolled his eyes and pointed behind Sahen, where there was a very obvious mirror placed.

"Oh..." Sahen muttered. "Couldn't see it through the fuckin water in my eyes!" He stomped over to the mirror and proceeded to preen his hair. "Oh man, I look weird now!"

"Just wait until it dries fully. It's always interesting to see yourself with a new hair color. Next, colored contacts. You don't have sensitive eyes do you?" Issai asked as he dropped into a chair, just waiting for his hair to dry.

Sahen glanced at himself a few more times in the mirror before sitting down again. "Uh, I don't know. I've never stuck anything weird in them before!" he said with a roll of his eyes. How was he supposed to know if they were sensitive anyway?

"Well, we'll foud out then because red eyes doesn't exactly bely natural." Issai grumbled, "So what color eye do you want. I have blue, brown, and a dark green."

Sahen pouted just thinking about changing his eyes for a short time. He rather liked his eye color. They matched his tattoos after all. With a small groan, he finally answered. "How about green." Not that he really cared.

Issai studied Sahen for a few moments before nodding, "Green should work. Your natural color should show through as brown with it." he handed the green contacts over to Sahen before grabbing the brown for himself.

Sahen stared at the contacts for a few seconds. "And what exactly am I supposed to do with these?" he asked hesitantly. He'd never even seen contacts before, let alone how to put them in.

Issai stared at Sahen for a couple minutes before saying, "Perhaps, I should put those in for you, so we don't have to wait three hours."

Sahen narrowed his eyes at Issai. "Oh hell no! I don't want you anywhere near my eyes! I'll probably wind up blind!" he snapped, pulled away from the smaller man.

"Would you rather poke your own eye ball out because you don't know what you are doing. You are free to try, but it's a pain in the ass to do, but you are welcome to try. Just watch." Issai commented as he moved to a mirror and began carefully placing his own contacts in his eyes.

Sahen winced just watching Issai put the contacts in. All of a sudden, he really didn't want those things going in his eyes. It wasn't right putting things there, not right at all. He glared at the other man. "On second thought, I think my eyes are fine just the way they are."

"You have red eyes. Red obviously genetically modified eyes. There is no blending in with those. Mine our closer to natural but even I can't pass. My eyes are green like the poison I use." he said, tapping the gemstone on his neck.

Sahen rolled his eyes at Issai. "If we just do it right and get in and out of there without being seen, it won't matter anyway. Besides, We're not breaking into a normal place. The place is crawling with people like us. We'll blend in there." He crossed his arms, daring Issai to refute that logic.