Hyacine: There you go, Lady Cipher. The bandages are secure. Please try not to overexert yourself today, alright? The clinic is always open if you need me.
Cipher: (Leaning back, smirking playfully as she begins to weave her 'lie')
Aw, you're always taking care of everyone, aren't you? You know, for someone so cute, you really give off the aura of a sophisticated, grown-up lady.
Hyacine: (Smiling gently, completely unaware)
Oh, my. You flatter me too much, Lady Cipher. I'm just doing my duty. Taking care of everyone here, I suppose I have felt quite a bit more grown-up and mature lately..But thank you for the kind words.
(Cipher smirks, her tail swishing. Because Hyacine accepted the compliment and the "lie" that she is a glamorous adult, the Authority of Trickery begins to warp reality.)
Hyacine: (Looking down in sudden panic, clutching the fabric of her dress)
W-Wait, what is this?! Where did my clinic robes go? Lady Cipher, why am I wearing something so... so revealing?! My chest feels so heavy, I don't understand!
Cipher: (Blinking, surprised it's working so fast, but pushing the lie further to solidify it)
What do you mean? You put that dress on yourself, remember? You were getting ready for our night out.
Hyacine: A night out?! But I—my patients! Seliose's light, I can't be seen looking like this, it's far too... too much!
(The golden halls entirely fade into a dark, pulsing nightclub. The mental overhaul finally catches up to the physical changes.)
Hyacine: (Her posture relaxes completely, shifting her weight to one hip. Her voice drops an octave, becoming smooth, sultry, and confident)
Actually... what was I fussing about? A little evening breeze never hurt anyone.
Cipher: (Eyes wide, tail spiking straight up in pure shock)
Uh... Little Hyacine? You good?
Hyacine: (Smirks, running a hand through her long hair, her teal eyes half-lidded)
Little? It's Madame Hyacinthia to you, little kitten.
Cipher: (Stammering, realizing her power worked way too well)
I... yeah. Wow. Okay...
Hyacine: Come now, don't just stand there gawking. Be a good girl and fetch me a drink. Mama's thirsty, and this club has awful service.