Owner	Pose
Thomas Raith	Thomas Raith and Faith are at his apartment and... rather busy. To wit Faith is seated on the dining room table, with Thomas standing between her legs and their lips and tongues are engaged in an active battle for supremicy and dominance... when Thomas's phone rings. "Empty Night," He curses and pulls out the phone, bringing it to his ear without looking at the screen. "This better be good." he mutters, not bothering to stop the make out session to say it. Then...Then he stops the make out session and pulls back slightly. "Are they okay? Where? What about the baby? Okay. Okay I'll pass the message along. Thanks for keeping me in the loop." He hangs up the phone and sighs. "Someone took a shot at Billy and Georgia Bordon."
Faith Lehane	Faith Lehane is rather enjoying a day off, having her way with her boyfriend and tongue wrestling with him on the table. Of course she's about to get pretty handsy when that darned phone starts ringing and she rolls her eyes, reaching out to try and grab it. "The hell is that? Don't they realize we're busy? Come here!" she reaches up to try and tug him towards her but freezes at the mention of the were wolves whom she doesn't know that well at all, but has heard Thomas mention them enough times to know they are friends and allies. "Seriously? Who? Why? Geez.." she sighs, shoulders slumping, probably more annoyed that their make out session got interrupted than that a friend or two were targetted. "Oh! don't tell me they were on that shady guy's hitlist..?"
Thomas Raith	Thomas Raith nods, obviously a little annoyed himself. "Yeah, they are both members of the Million dollar club." The White Courtier says sounding pretty annoyed at the circumstances as well. "Apparently they got a sitter and were having a date night at Club Lux... which I find personally insulting... but still, and some guy thought he'd convert a clip of bullets into two million dollars." He sighs, going to fix himself and her a drink adding "As he was making his escape, one of his vertibret exploded. Meanwhile apparently Lucifer took the bullets himself.
Faith Lehane	Faith Lehane groans at the million dollar reference. "But they're okay?" she wrinkles her nose at the graphic description. "Eww, guess he got his just rewards huh? Soo the son of the devil came to their rescue.." she rolls her eyes. "I still don't get that guy but I can't complain if he's on our side at least..And how do we stop this bounty before any one else gets hurt?"
Thomas Raith	Thomas Raith shakes his head slightly, "Their fine... and I am not sure he is just the /son/ of the devil. My own deamon freaks the fuck out everytime I get in the same zip code as him. It doesn't do that around say, Satana. Between you and me, I think he is the genuine article...
Faith Lehane	Faith Lehane arches a brow, "So what's the diff? isn't Satana like, the daughter of the devil? or are you saying she's not really a demon..?" she groans and rolls her eyes, reaching for a drink as she settles into a chair. "I gotta say this world is freaking messed up when aSlayer is dating a white court vampire, keeping company with a wizard and witch and allied with literal devils..Next you'll be telling me the angels are our enemies."