Thomas Raith || Anything Goes!

[godofcologne]

[The city feels different, looks even more foggy and ephemeral than it normally does. Thomas walks through the city with the same certainty as in a dream, seemingly unaware that with every block he passes, he's losing clothes. First it's the leather jacket, then the shirt, then the pants, the boxers.]

((ooc: Feel free to run into him at any point

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Boxers...

[sakurada_berry]

Miwako had decided that, regardless of it being a strange, scary, foggy place, void of Arashi... She would wander. A little. Nothing too much. She was still mopping up scared tears from her cheeks, but was no longer sobbing.

She stopped in her tracks, almost teetering too much on her rocking horse shoes, when she came across the really really attractive man in just his boxers. Her eyes widened and she squeaked uncomfortably. "A-ano.... Mister? You're.... not wearing any pants..."

[godofcologne]

The sound roused Thomas from his dream-like stupour and as he turned towards the squeak, he noticed for the first time that the pink haired girl was right. He wasn't wearing any pants. And he can't remember why.

Still, he rolled with it, giving the pink haired girl a once-over with smoldering grey eyes. "And you're wearing rocking horse shoes, dollface."

[sakurada_berry]

Miwako could feel her cheeks burning, but she gave a firm nod. "At least Miwako is clothed," she countered. She tugged anxiously at the hem of her skirt, suddenly feeling very uncomfortable under his gaze.

"Ah... but... If that is what you want to wear... I guess it's really up to you?"

[godofcologne]

"See, I knew we'd agree on something," Thomas drawled with a slow grin at Miwako's blush. He gave her a fluid, practiced bow. "Miwako, is it? I'm Thomas. It's a pleasure."

Boxers or fully naked?

[whiteish_hat]

The fog was...interesting. Thomas scratched the back of his head, not entirely certain what to make of it.

Except that it was probably Harry's fault. Actually, scratch that. It was definitely Harry's fault. Because his double was there, and...

"Don't tell me. I'm running late for a lecture and I'll get there to find out that I forgot to put clothes on." He paused. "I haven't had a dream like that since I got expelled from college."

full monty it is!

[godofcologne]

He blinked, as if coming out of some dream fog, and noticed for the first time that he was, in fact, completely naked in the middle of the Chicago streets and talking to himself.

It was a little disconcerting, to say the least, but Thomas fell back on years of practice: when disconcerted, run his mouth.

"I think I actually did that. Freshman physics. Cute TA. Really open-minded."

[whiteish_hat]

"Oh. Wait. No, no, I remember that." Thomas snorted. "It's a good thing EVERYBODY was open-minded that day."

Orgies weren't common in massive lecture halls. But they sure made a go at one.

[godofcologne]

"And they say science isn't interesting."

Thomas gestured to his clothed self and back again. "Why do you get pants and I don't?"

pants :3

[auntjenna]

Well this was certainly new. Jenna couldn't say she'd ever really wanted to find herself in a city she was more than certain she hadn't fallen asleep in. For one thing, she knew she hadn't gotten drunk or stoned last night. For another, no hangover and no munchies. For a third? She was very definitely in Mystic Falls, Virgina, last night. For another... where the hell did the last few hours of her day go?

The fog is not helpful and neither is the... random shirtless guy wandering around. Maybe he could tell her how the heck she'd gotten here, though it's pinging every single one of her red flags. God, she needed a drink to be dealing with this kind of crap.

"Okay, where's the nearest bar? I am way too sober to be dealing with this."

[godofcologne]

The voice shakes him out of the dream-like clarity of the moment, and Thomas turns, his attention caught by the woman who spoke. "You and me both, darling," he drawled, giving her a slow, easy smile. "I'll tell you where the bar is if you can tell me where my shirt went."

[auntjenna]

"And here I was hoping I'd get a drink before midnight," Jenna answered, folding her arms over her chest. "Can't say I've seen it and I haven't had nearly enough to let you borrow mine. We could make a search party of it, though."

[godofcologne]

He laughed, the sound like warm honey and liquid desire, and ran a careless hand through his hair. "Well, when you put it that way, maybe drinks are a better idea than finding a shirt." He eyed her with grey eyes the colour of storm clouds, through which a glint of silver flitted and was gone.

Thomas offered her a hand. "Got a name, gorgeous?"

Boxers or the whole shabang~ Also brackets for lazy as I just woke up -____-

[adeptible]

[Starwind is already extremely confused--appearing some place he quite distinctly hadn't been several moments ago, and not even a Gate involved. Strange. The place felt far too crowded--too many buildings, not enough sky. And strange buildings, too. Larger than anything he'd ever seen.

Strange]

Ai'she'va...

boxers it is!

[godofcologne]

[he turns at the sound of the noise, for the moment still unaware of his state of undress]

Problem, gorgeous?

Woo! o7

[adeptible]

[Lightning flies immediately into his hands at the voice that startles him, dissipating after he turns a little too-quickly and finds the man standing there, the only "comment" on his rather interesting state of dress a raised silver eyebrow.]

Several.

[godofcologne]

[the flash of light (lightning?) gets the newcomer a wary look and Thomas takes a step back, finally noticing his lack of pants.]

Was one of them my pants?

nekkid, awuh yeah

[theseekersguide]

Kahlan's Confessor gown billowed at her feet as she stopped in place on the foggy street. She had seen many a strange things in this place, stone buildings towering high, metal posts... Lighting that needed no flame.

But the stark naked gentleman just a block in front of her was, perhaps, the strangest of situations she'd found herself in in the past ten minutes. "You are aware that you aren't currently clothed, yes?"

Sure, the mud people walked around clothesless... But he did not look like one....

[godofcologne]

The fog seemed to have seeped into his brain, sweet and soporific against his mind. The question banished it, however, and Thomas looked down, then turned around. "No," he drawled back to the woman whose voice had shocked him out of his walking stupor. "But thank you for letting me now, sweetheart."

[theseekersguide]

Kahlan remained perfectly emotionless, even as he turned around, granting her a full view of everything. It would be a lie to say that her eyes hadn't flickered down for a brief moment, but she kept them carefully trained on his face. "I figured that you would want to remedy it if you weren't aware."

[godofcologne]

His eyes watched despite the drawling, indolent grace he projected, and a grin tugged at Thomas' lips when he saw her eyes flick downward. "Maybe later, but a little air is refreshing," he answered easily. He arched an eyebrow, looking far too at ease for someone who was naked on the street. "Unless I'm inconveniencing the lady?"