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In the words of Harry Dresden:

"Thomas was a shade over six feet tall, and I guess now that I'd had time to get used to the idea, he looked something like me. Stark cheekbones, a long face, a strong jaw. But whatever sculptor had done the finishing work on Thomas had foisted my features off on his apprentice or something. I'm not ugly or anything, but Thomas looked like someone's painting of the forgotten Greek god of body cologne. He had long hair so dark that light itself could not escape it, and even fresh from the shower it was starting to curl. His eyes were the color of thunderclouds, and he never did a single moment of exercise to earn the gratuitous amount of ripple in his musculature. He was wearing jeans and no shirt—his standard household uniform. I once saw him answer the door to speak to a female missionary in the same outfit, and she'd assaulted him in a cloud of forgotten copies of The Watchtower. The tooth-marks she left had been interesting.

"It hadn't been the girl's fault, entirely. Thomas had inherited his father's blood as a vampire of the White Court. He was a psychic predator, feeding on the raw life force of human beings—usually easiest to gain through the intimate contact of sex. That part of him surrounded him in the kind of aura that turned heads wherever he went. When Thomas made the effort to turn up the supernatural comehither, women literally couldn't tell him no. By the time he started feeding, they couldn't even want to tell him no. He was killing them, just a little bit, but he had to do it to stay sane, and he never took it any further than a single feeding.

"He could have. Those the White Court chose as their prey became ensnared in the ecstasy of being fed upon, and became increasingly enslaved by their vampire lover. But Thomas never pushed it that far. He'd made that mistake once, and the woman he had loved now drifted through life in a wheelchair, bound in a deathly euphoria because of his touch."
---Chapter 1 Dead Beat by Jim Butcher

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That pretty much covers Thomas, except for the personality. Thomas is a smart aleck, much like his brother, and tends towards the witty banter side of the Force. He, however, unlike Harry is almost always out for himself and the people he cares about. The world at large, the innocent masses, can quite happily go f*ck themselves for all he cares; as long as he and his are all right, he doesn't feel the need to do the right thing. The cut and run act is somewhat understandable, however, considering the cut-throat world of the White Court which his father ruled for quite some time; it was a matter of surviving and if Thomas does anything well, it's survive. He is learning, however (or Harry is rubbing off on him) and who knows what might happen.

He's also a bit of a mooch, though this isn't really his fault. He lives with Harry and he does his best to help, but he can't seem to keep a job for very long because of his nature. People instinctually are attracted to him and sooner or later, a problem arises... or he gets fired because it doesn't arise. He's used to the finer things, since he lived in the lap of luxury for years before his current fall from the grace of the White Court (it's complicated).

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Thomas has two forms: his usual appearance (which is highly attractive, but still human) and a fighting form, when he allows his true nature to come to the fore. The second form is inhumanly beautiful and pale... and positively deadly. He will only use this at the most dire of times as it comes with a price, one which he'd rather not pay.

PLEASE READ BEFORE PLAYING WITH HIM:
Thomas is an incubus. If you are a normal human, you will more than likely be attracted to him. If you are attracted to the male sex, you will more than likely want him. If you're not, you'll at least have to admit he's damn pretty. It's part of what he is. The only exception to this rule is if you are currently in LOVE. His powers are utterly null and void on those truly and utterly in love. Their touch will also burn him.

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Otherways: Otherways!Thomas is still a part of the White Court, and has manipulated himself into a sizeable amount of power there. He's a bit more of a bastard, a bit more of a manipulator and a player, but he's still more human than most of the Court and tends to be more flash than actual cold-heartedness. His connection to Harry Dresden is known to him, but he hasn't quite figured out a manner in which to reveal it; it's not as if Harry's reputation really invites that sort of thing. However, after recent events...

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Thomas Raith is from The Dresden Files by Jim Butcher, and is the property of Jim Butcher, et all. He appears here solely for the purpose of role-playing in milliways_bar, from which no profit whatsoever is being made.

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