Clay & Justine | In the Dresden Files Canon

[ishisstrength]

[The white court is aptly named. The pristine color marks the mansion in a way that suggests that it is trying very hard to impress. Justine is wearing a white sweater and a short black skirt that shows the length of her lovely pale legs. Her dark hair tumbles in a manageable mass over her shoulder while her dark eyes shine clear and lovely. She looks a little high but otherwise fine.]

Welcome.

[Her voice was soft and earnest.]

I've been sent to greet you. The waiting area is this way. If you'll follow me.

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[alittlebitofhell]

[He didn't want to be here. This wasn't what he was trained for, it wasn't what he'd been leashed for, and it certainly wasn't the environment he wanted to spend the next week in. And here they were, sending their food to greet him at the door. He'd dealt with enough vampires to know an addicted morsel when he saw one, and that's what greeted him in the entry way.

The house itself was a monument to the White Court's ego, and why wouldn't it be? Their king lived here, after all. A small smirk teased the corner of his mouth when a thought occurred to him. How pissed off would Lord Raith be if he found out his master had sent a lap dog to parley?]

We'll see about that, but I'm at your mercy. Lead on.