Adrianne smirked when Stukov commented on her attire.

"The sisters only brought the collection. I was the one who chose it." She explained, pleased to know her outfit had not gone unnoticed. 
"I was positively surprised. I did not exactly expect the power armored nuns to be bringing me something so daring." 

Stukov's discomfort in the suit was painfully obvious. He quite literally acted like a dog who had just been forced to wear a shirt, and was overacting every movement.

On the other hand, she herself found herself in the complete opposite situation. She quite enjoyed having a legitimate opportunity to wear something other than some dull acolyte robes or her super serious armor. To her, being able to wear a fancy dress like any normal person was a truly liberating experience. It made her feel so alive. So excited! Everything was better!

... well, except maybe the shoes.

[i]"I love the outfit, but what chaos god was it that brought high heels into the world?!"[/i]

Admittedly, she had seen them on other woman who had made them look quite fancy, but it was something she herself seemed completely incapable of.

She may have had the confidence, but every stride was a trial; making her almost mimick the armsman's own overacting!

[i]"I'm of half a mind to just levitate myself the rest of the way to the vehicle!"[/i]

Adrianne would eventually resign to leaning on Stukov's arm for support for the rest of the walk to the vehicle, regardless of what the armsman might have thought. As they entered the vehicle, Adrianne would find her seat next to him and give the man a smile.

"The reason it feels off is probably because you are still unfamiliar with force weaponry." Adrianne would speak, nodding at the sword at his side.
"It was not custom made for me. It was an old relic that I won in a sword fighting tournament back at the Institute. Force weapons are as unique as normal weapons. Some have been part of a mass production process, others were custom made. Like with any other weapon, a psyker must spend time to learn and attune himself to his weapon. Of course, some might just happen to be closer to your original style, but you can master any force weapon you find - provided you have the will, time and patience."

At that time, Adrianne would turn her attention to Zhevon's comment about the truck. It did indeed seem strange to her, to be arriving at a party in a large, armored truck whilst wearing fancy garbs.

[i]"We're not going for a frontal assault, are we... ?"[/i]

"I do second the Inquisitor's concern. Arriving in a heavily armored truck to a social party - especially one that we supposedly have stolen from them - seems; at the very best; suspicious!"

Adrianne knew well enough that if a bunch of strangers would have showed up to her party; assuming she was some big, evil boss of a shadowy organization; exiting a [u][b]COMBAT VEHICLE[/b][/u] that clearly used to belong to her organization, coupled with the fact that a vehicle had been stolen earlier, it would set off all sorts of red warning signs in her mind!