Owner	Pose
Thomas Raith	Thomas Raith sighs a bit, fixing his tie and redoing his cufflinks. "We still don't know yet who...or what... beat up that girl downstairs. I don't buy it was the boyfriend. I know shock when I see it."
Faith Lehane	Faith Lehane rolls her eyes and snatches the dress with a shrug as she shrugs out of her jacket. "Dunno, maybe we'll gather some info from the party. When is that, anyway? An' how long do I have to wear this thing..I hope this thing fits me, looks too tight and uncomfortable." she wrinkles her nose.
Thomas Raith	Thomas Raith grins a bit, "I know your size. I have a talent for it." He says with a slightly wicked grin as if daring her to read more into it then what it is he said." He sighs. "It's scheduled for three hours, ending at midnight. I doubt that if Mad is going to try something he'll wait that long."
Faith Lehane	Faith Lehane smirks a bit at that, kicking off her boots and peering at the dress, unzipping the back, "Is that so? You think you know me that intimately? Get outta here.." she laughs, slowly unbuttoning her shirt. "So what, you think the dinner party is just a distraction..?"
Thomas Raith	Thomas Raith smirks and turns his back. Highly amused that it always seems women who are perfectlly happy to be strippoed naked by a man always want them not to look when they are dressing. "Maybe. Hard to say. Mad is still White Court. A Double bluff is just our style of trick."
Faith Lehane	Faith Lehane arches a brow as he turns around, clearly amused. She's certainly not shy about..Well anything. Still with a shrug she pulls off her shirt and pants, struggling with slipping the dress over her head - clearly not a big dress wearer, especially big long poofy fluffy dresses like this one. "What the hell Thomas, quit pretending to be a gentleman and help me with this ridiculous thing! it's the least you can do after dragging me into this mess." her tone is equal parts annoyed and amused! if such a thing exists.
Thomas Raith	Thomas Raith looks highly amused with the situation, coming over to her and looking at the dress. It really is a two person affair anyway. "See I try to be a gentleman and what does it get me? Nothing but sass." He says with a grin, taking the moment to kiss her bare shoulder playfully as he starts helping her.
Faith Lehane	Faith Lehane rolls her eyes, "Are you fucking kidding me? I know you Thomas and you're no gentleman, not really. So why bother to pretend? I hate dishonesty. May as well get it over with. Take a good long look, nothing you haven't seen already." she laughs as she shrugs out of her clothes, sitting there in her underwear, crossing one leg slowly, deliberately over the other. She glances over at the dress next to her, wriggling her brows mischievously at him. "So what the hell are you waiting for, you gonna help me into this dress or what?" Ah, and that teasing kiss has her laughing and wriggling, lifting up her arms and waiting impatiently. "Go on, just slip it over my head, and hopefully it doesn't rip or something."
Thomas Raith	Thomas Raith shrugs a bit and smiles. "I am a preditor, that doesn't mean I can't also be a gentleman." He says amused. He does rather like Faith's directness and black and white attitude at times, though it can frustrate him to no end when she refuses to acknowledge shades of grey exist at all. He picks up the dress, sliding it over her arms and head slowly, smirking. "As for seeing it all before, you've ate pizza before, does that mean you don't enjoy eating it again?" He asks playfully.
Faith Lehane	Faith Lehane laughs as she arches her back, wriggling to get the dress on. "Oh yeah, I love pizza when I can get it. Why do you ask..Are you hungry again, you greeedy bastard? Or maybe you're so addicted to me that you just can't stop yourself around me, am I right? Come on, admit it!" she stands up, letting the dress fall around her feet, trying to reach the awkwardly placed zipper behind her. "Dammit! this thing is so uncomfortable!"
Thomas Raith	Thomas Raith grins a bit stepping behind her and moving the tiny zipper up her back slowly. "Not what I meant. I was just saying it's the same analogy. Just because I've seen your tits and ass before doesn't mean I don't enjoy and even look forward to seeing them again." He says with a smirk. "And stop whining Slayer's aren't supposed to whine." He adds playfully. Then takes out a flower corsage and slips it gently over her wrist.
Faith Lehane	Faith Lehane shrugs and wriggles a bit, trying to straighten out the dress. "Soo..How do I look? I must look ridiculous. I'm not in highschool anymore. I'll bet you get a rise outta seeing me like this, don't you?" she twirls around to face him, "I don't even have any high heels so that might look pretty stupid with combat boots Yknow?"
Thomas Raith	Thomas Raith gives her the look of a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar and walks over to the small closet in the room, retreiving what is unmistakeably a high end shoe box. "I wanted to see how you reacted to the dress before I suggested heels..." He says with a grin and smirks. "To tell the truth, in high school, girls that looked as good as you look right now? I considered totally out of my league."
Faith Lehane	Faith Lehane laughs, "Are you kidding me? Someone looking like a playboy model? What world do you live in? I mean, yeah, of course I'm a freaking babe, and I sure as hell can intimidate just about anyone, but you, of all people?" she arches a curious brow at the box and shrugs, "Heh, May as well enjoy dressing up like a princess. not like I get to do this all the time..But I'd better get some fun after all this work." she grins wickedly at him as she says that.
Thomas Raith	Thomas Raith laughs and shakes his head. "I'll have to show you some pictures some time I'm feeling self depricating. But Before my first feeding, which wasn't till I was nineteen, I was way too skiny, gawky, I had a acne... It was horrible. My hair was so naturally oily I'd just cut it off rather then deal with it." he smirks a bit, "Oh you know me Faith, I love to show a girl a good time. And with that in mind, I got you some party favors.." He offers up another small box, this one containing a pair of daggers in wrist sheathes. "they are ceramic so watch what you hit with them, but they'll get through metal detectors."
Faith Lehane	Faith Lehane slips the shoes on and smirks, proving to be surprisingly graceful in something that she doesn't wear often. "Hmmm I could get used to these. One spiked heel up a demon's face..Heh.." she stretches her arms and shrugs a little, trying to wear in the dress a bit more, The ceramic daggers are given a doubtful look however, "The hell am I supposed to do with those? You could have just supplied wooden stakes, far more useful against vamps! and those things look pretty damn fragile. Besides,nowhere am I suppose to hide these?"
Thomas Raith	Thomas Raith smirks a little bit at her reaction, "First of all we aren't fighting Vamps. At worst we are fighting a White Courtier which is only a little better then a human. Secondly, they are actually a lot sturdier then they look, and ceramic has the unique property of not ever getting dull. And as for where to hide them.." Here he just shrugs, "I have no idea where girls hide most things. I assume you all have a pocket dimention hidden somewhere."
Faith Lehane	Faith Lehane laughs and shakes her head, "Don't be ridiculous, we don't dabble in magic..We'll I don't, anyway. So,e times I hide daggers in my bra, my hair, or up my sleeve, but those might be tricky unless my hair is in a bun. Of course I could always do the sexy thing and hide it under my dress around a garter thingy." of course there are no sexy leg slits in this thing. "Ugh, I guess I'll have to hide it in my hair then..Care to do the honours? just..Just stick em in a bun or ponytail thingy I guess.
Thomas Raith	Thomas Raith chuckles and steps behind her to do up her hair. "You know I actually considered going to cosmetology school at one point before I opened up the Lady? After all there aren't many acts much more intimate as doing a woman's hair... at least not while everyone is fuly dressed." He fixes the daggers and nods. "On the plus side if anyone /does/ notice them, they'll likely think they are just props. It is a Slasher convention after all.
Faith Lehane	Faith Lehane arches a brow, even as she leans her head back a little, seemingly enjoying the touch of his nods in her hair. "Ooh, I could see that, you having a good excuse to run your fingers through ladies' hair, probably steal a nibble or two while you're at it." she shrugs, "For all I know, you might be doing that to me right now, hmm?" when he's done, she glances around for a mirror and sighs, feeling the hidden daggers in her hair. "kinda contradictory don't ya think..? At least if I had a sexy slit in my dress it'd be more appropriate. But I guess you'd probably freak if I made my own slit, huh."
Thomas Raith	Thomas Raith smirks just a little bit, "It would make it difficult to get my deposit back I admit, but if needs must.." He says with a chuckle, he grins and offers her his arm. "Well then, I think we are on." He says offering his arm.