16152/Early Morning Practice

Early Morning Practice
Date of Scene:	29 March 2024
Location:	Apartment, the Blue Lady
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Faith Lehane, Thomas Raith

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Faith Lehane has posed:
Faith Lehane is here, not fully here but spending more and more time crashing at his apartment. With an increasing threat looming over Darlington park, she's been training here more too instead of the magic box for whatever reason. Hopefully her punching and kicking drills won't wake up Thomas, her technique is not as controlled or as elegant as Buffy after all, but at least she's trying not to wreck furniture, having pushed most obstructions to the side. Dressed in a black sports bra and matching leggings, she at least is keeping cool with the balcony door open a slit.

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith does of course wake up eventually, propping himself up in the bed and watching the younger woman shadow box. Just taking his time to admire her form and motion. He's long past compaireing his lover to Buffy in anything but his subconscious but if he were to make the connection, Buffy had the smooth elegance of a spring rain. Faith the raw fury of a hurricane. And at least a hurricane is honest about it's intent to kill you. "now I won't say that is the /most/ preasent way I've woken up to you all sweaty and breatheing hard... but top five for sure." He says playfully, swinging out of bed and moving to start coffee..

Faith Lehane has posed:
Faith Lehane smirks, pausing in her practice, breathing lightly as she peers at him. "I find it refreshing, especially given we have a big battle coming up.." she tilts her head, watching him, nose twitching at the smell of coffee, "care for a friendly spar?"

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith grins slightly and rolls his neck a little bit. "How friendly?" He asks with a wicked tone in his voice as he takes a leather thong from the dresser and uses it to tie his hair back in a quick pony tail. "Then after perhaps a nice hot shower to get all sweaty all over again." He add his eyes shifting to just a slightly lighter shade of blue for a moment. Almost a playful challange..

Faith Lehane has posed:
Faith Lehane laughs, rolling back her shoulders, "Wouldn't mind sharing a refreshing shower and fulfilling breakfast after an intense workout. That is, if you think you can take me..I like to fight dirty."

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith gets a positively wicked smile on his face, taking a stance a few feet away from the Slayer. He makes a sort of "Come and get me," gesture with his fingers and then... someone knocks politely at the door. The side door leading to the street, not the one connecting to his office. "That's weird." he says with an obvious furrow of his brow. Not many people even know what that door is.

Faith Lehane has posed:
Faith Lehane grins wickedly and nods, crouching into a ready stance as she turns to face him. "Any time!" then some rude person interrupts them! "What the..Are you expecting someone?" she frowns.

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith shakes his head and grabs a t-shirt, tucks his kukri in the waistband of his sleep pants and pulls the shirt over both. He walks to the door and there is a well dressed man standing there. A man who reads both as purly human..and very, very evil. He glances past Thomas to Faith behind him and smiles. "Well Ms. Lehane, this is a pleasent surprise. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Frances DiMonny of the law firm Takk, DiMonny, and Rahn."

Faith Lehane has posed:
Faith Lehane pauses, peering at the guy, not trusting him one bit. She tenses visibly as he introduces himself and makes no move to shake his hand. "Oh yeah? So what the hell do you want?"

Thomas Raith has posed:
The man smiles and says "I am here on behalf of his excelency Count Pablo Ortega to deliver a simple message to the heir of the White court, as a curtasy. The Count has placed a good deal of people in this area under bounty, yourself included Ms Lehane. I believe your head is worth $1,000,000. Nothing offered for the rest of you mind. there is a simmilar bounty for several of your friends." He looks at his list, A Million for Ms. Summers, another Million for Ms Rosenberg. Five thousand for someone named Xander Harris, a million each for Dean and Sam Winchester.." He takes off his specticles and refolds the paper.. "Well you get the idea."

Faith Lehane has posed:
Faith Lehane arches an incredulous brow at him, looking unamused. "A million..Are you F****ing kidding me? Gee maybe I should fake my death and collect the bounty myself!" she laughs.

Thomas Raith has posed:
The Lawyer smiles and hands the paper to Thomas. "I'm sure whichever unsuspecting young brunette you use to turn in the head of will be most understanding Ms Lehane." The man then tips his bowler hat turns and heads back into the streets, Thomas closes the door behind him and pinches the bridge of his nost. "Empty Night.."

Faith Lehane has posed:
Faith Lehane groans as she watches him go. "So...Who the hell is Pablo Ortega? An old enemy of yours? I'm surprised he has Xander's name even on that list, not like he's even a threat to a fly, and how come you're not on that list? Aren't you basically a good guy now?"

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith's eyes are icy blue with anger. "Pablo Ortega is a leader in the Red Court. Like Kakistos levels of dangerious minimum." He says and gets a coffee cup down. "As for me? Likely it's politics. My Father would be happy to see me dead, but for the Red Court to put me on their personal hitlist would be... impolite."

Faith Lehane has posed:
Faith Lehane laughs, "Impolite? really? You sure have a weird family.." she sighs, running her hand through her hair. "Soo what do we do about it? are they gonna send out bounty hunters or what? not that I can't take em on but I can't be watching everyone else too. l"."

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith shakes his head. "This is a warning. Every shovelhead, bite, sorcerer, warlock, and human gang banger is going to be aware of this. This... could be bad." He says simply. "Probiblly need to hit the Paranet and let people know.."