Angelle's mine, the rest is Joss'.

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Refinement....the act of being polite, enriched, and full of grace. One must be able to talk like silk, walk like water, and sip with your pinky held high, and if you are really talented, you can do all of that in a dress that physically is trying to suck the life out of you. The things you do for people you really don't like to keep safe the ones you do.

"I figured you'd want black, though you'll be the only one at the party that's wearing it." Lou watched as I slid the long black gown over my head and felt the soft silk caress my skin on its way down. Looking in the mirror, I had forgotten what I looked like as a girl. My mom had always told me that I had the body of a ballet dancer. Swamp livin' and my healthy appetite for killing bad people had kept not only fat off my body, but added well formed muscles to my frame. The long black dress that Lou picked out accented my long legs as well as the full chest that came with being a woman.

"It's a bit low cut, don't you think?" Not that I thought cleavage was a bad thing, but I wasn't really use to showing it off as much as she seemed to want me to and as I looked down, I noticed the long slit that ran up the right side of the full length gown.

"Gives something to distract men with and that..." Lou pointed at the slit. "That's for getting your knife out quicker." I had to hand it to Lou, she knew where I kept my blades when without pockets. Sure enough, you could just see the black leather strap that held my boot knife halfway up my thigh. Thankfully, it didn't show unless helped a little by my hand.

"Guess I shouldn't tango." I laughed and adjusted the soft material so that it would conceal the blade.

"You know they never do that sort of dancing at those parties. Hell, if they did, I'd go in a heartbeat instead of being drug there. Might even take that Jayne fella with me a time or tow more." Lou Lou brushed her hair out of her face. "Been a long time since