Alana looked to the two guards with an easily perceivable eyeroll.<strong>"By the pits..."</strong>she says with a soft sigh and raises a hand up to snap her fingers once more. In an instant the magical enchantment on her armored coat fell away, the leather material unfurling from the magical nether as the sound of metallic links hidden within it, perhaps even plates of somekind of metal, could be heard as the floor-length black leather longcoat appeared around her body. Beneath it a rather high quality set of noble's clothing, complete with belted skirt and blouse in dark reds and blacks gave her a strangely regal appearance, as each piece of clothing seemed tailor fitted to her body. Giving a slightly bemused smile to the guardsmen, she moves to step forward again, but once again the two extend their hands to prevent her strides. Jian could see now that it wasn't her clothing that was outlined in the magical fairie fire... but the woman herself.<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/okcLlQu.jpg)</div>Looking down at her hand and seeing the outline of flame, Alana looks up with a slightly more annoyed look upon her face. She pauses for the briefest of moments as she relocates the hanging badge to the front coat pocket in front.<strong>"Well... since we're all being forced to be extra-special honest today..."</strong>she gives a glare before, with a brief burst of hellfire across the surface of her skin that almost seemed to 'eat' it away to expose the all-too fell truth beneath. Where the pale white and gold-hued skin of the elf had been now sat a bright red skin tone. Perfect and unblemished, smooth and firm, the red skin cascaded across her body as the flames snuffed themselves as they 'consumed' the pale flesh away. A large pair of horns in addition to her long red-elven ears were also left behind as the immolating flames drew them in the air around her head. Beneath her coat a muscled demonic tail snapped into being like the cracking sound of the whip Alana still had fastened to her belt. Her body's shape accented her even more as her true shape became all too apparent. From her back, drawn by the same 'immolating fire', came two large red and black wings, decidedly demonic in appearance. They flexed slightly at being restored to shape, slipping through what clearly must be slits in the back of the coat.<br/><br/>Placing her hands on her hips, Alana seemed annoyed, yet not afraid or even remotely cautious at her reveal. Her tone was ever so slightly more 'direct' and confronting as she looked back and forth between any of the two guards who might be giving her looks.<strong>"What... never seen a tiefling before?"</strong>she paused a moment before continuing, "<strong>Are we done? Did you want to check my undergarments too to make sure they're really abyssal leather?"</strong>the rolls her eyes again, her long fingernailed hands flexing with more than likely some desire to throttle the guardsmen, but she was quietly holding such desires back.