The Desk

[DreamGrrl]

Lillith Skiles
Age: 23

General Character Info:
Lili has an investigative degree from the local college, however she was taken on as an intern at the firm of Johnson, Weaver and Pitt to learn the ropes from their investigative team and hopefully join it.

Physically, Lili is a small thing with some obvious asian blood. Standing about 5'3, she measures 36D-28-34 and has a sweeping curtain of ebony hair that, when down, brushes against her rounded hips.


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The firm's building practically vibrated with the tension and gossip. For the past week or so the entire staff had seemed caught up in the whirlwind of excitement surrounding the mysterious circumstances.

Johnson, Weaver, and Pitt were more than just a distinguished lawyer firm. They were one the nation's premier persecutors in international insurance fraud - an industry that most people rarely thought of, and yet a booming one indeed.

Everyone knew that the small firm flourished primarily because of its team of crack investigators - top PIs who travelled the globe and worked industriously on behalf of their employers, digging up information and pictures, confessions and interviews most would have simply overlooked.

Below the senior partners, Johnson Weaver and Pitt, there was also a handful of senior staff members who supported the senior lawyers. There were junior staff and junior lawyers, including several of the partners' sons, and then there was the investigative team.

Aside from the hiring of Lili as a 'progressive' intern to work with them two years ago, the staff in the investigative squad had altered very little - new secretaries or receptionists about being the extent of it.

That's why the firm was in such an uproar - the partners had finally decided to take on another PI. The event was unprecedented, but it was also true the firm was being swamped with a lot more work then they had handled five years ago.

Lili sat in the corner office, perched on the edge of the massive, walnut desk that she had until a few weeks ago envisioned as being hers.

She had simply been straightening things up - making sure the file cabinets were empty and the desk stocked with supplies, everything clean and well-aired out - when reverie had caught her. Her hands idly ran over the dark, rich wood and the dark green leather blotter on it almost caressingly as she gazed out the picture window to the metropolis skyline.

Giving a wistful sigh, she slowly stood up, straightening on her almost absurdly tall platforms and tugging down her short pin-striped suit before tugging at the matching jacket and the tight button-up blouse she wore beneath it. She barely restrained herself from stamping a foot in irritation and frustration at what she viewed as the destruction of her hopes and ambitions as she whirled to stomp out of the office -

And noticed a man standing in the doorway. He was watching her with darkly glittering eyes and she abruptly took a deep breath and straightened, erasing the frown from her face and instead blushing slightly under that intense gaze. She noticed the box he held under one hand and stepped hesitantly forward.

"Uh, hello, welcome to Johnson, Weaver, and Pitt. I'm Lillith Skiles, the intern for this department - but most just call me Lili. Can I take that for you?" she rushed through the words in a quick breath, extending a hand to shake his or to take his box or maybe both, her wide eyes flitting up nervously to his face...

 

[DreamGrrl]

Thread Up!

*OOC*

This is the in-game thread, please check the OOC thread and casting call @ Casting Call & OOC for: The Desk to join up or learn about the thread.

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Everyone, enjoy!

~Mai

 

[Nightsworn]

Gerald Weaver

I sat back in my leather recliner with my feet propped up on my desk, looking at the Wall Street Journal. My stocks had all had a good day yesterday and it was a beautiful day outside.
Looking out of my office window I could see most of the town and its bustle going on. I drank down my Glenfidditch and put out my cigar. Ah yes today was a good day to be alive.
My firms new hire, Isaac Smith, had just left my office. I could see good things to come with I-Zee on our team. I informed him of his intern and the daily run around of the office. Gave him another nickel tour of the facility and sent him on his way down to his office.
I went back around to my desk and gazed outside. I rang the intercom, "Gladys, I need to go get some exercise, what can you suggest for me?"
"I will be right there Sir." the intercom button went dead. Shortly after Gladys came in and locked the door.

 

[belic]

Roger inclined his head as he watched the young woman. "Excuse me ma'am. I'm looking for the personnel office. I think I got lost." He stared at the young lady for a moment as he awaited his reply. His displeasure about being here was evident on his face. As he watched Lili, he thought that working for a firm might not be so bad, but in his gut he knew he chances of working for one of the big boys was slim. Still, watching Lili, he couldn't help think about the possibilities.

 

[highjinx73]

New Case

Well the place wasn't bad, course the big ole boys had the lush offices and fancy secretaries but I'd already seen a few of the junior investigators and the job was looking better all the time.

Weaver had shown me round and as I leafed through the current cases files I started thinking about how I could use a couple of attractive interns.

Hmm..the Bahamas... I stopped chewing on the Cuban cigar I'd stolen for Weavers office and looked again at the case. It was certainly a massive scale fraud. Properties accross the states all had links with a shady accountant who I knew often used the islands to hide funds.

Reaching for the phone I sorted some tickets and then called through to tell the new intern that although she looked truly fabulous in that tight little office outfit she may need something a little looser for her first assignment.

 

[DreamGrrl]

Lili

Lili’s eyes widened slightly and a flush crept from beneath the white lapels of her shirt. The last vestiges of her fantasies were scrubbed clean from her mind by the appearance of the figure before her. Barely registering more than his words, she slowly dropped her extended hand to her side where it pressed against her thigh. She shifted from one foot to the other, a whirlwind tearing through her mind.

“Um, yes, of course. The HR department is back through this hallway and past Nora the receptionist’s desk. If you follow that main hallway to the third door on the left, you’ll find what you’re looking for in there.”

She turned and easily slid herself out the double doors past him. Her huge, clunky platforms took her in amazingly ground-eating strides away from the corner office and towards the center of the huge maze of offices and desks.

The desk she shared in one of the center rooms full of cubicles was really little more than a barely human-sized box. The temporary walls were a mundane gray, with a set of file cabinets against one wall and the big wooden counter of her ‘desk’ against the other. On top of her desk were simply her workstation phone, computer monitor and keyboard, and a pen and pencil cup jam packed with various writing utensils and a pair of scissors.

“Some hot shot PI I turned out to be,” she muttered under her breath. She plopped down in her low-grade chair and pulled her keyboard up to her. Her fingertips danced across the keys as she went through her current ‘To Do’ list and email, inwardly fuming – as she was almost constantly everyday at work now.

Lili hadn't made many friends at the firm since joining - after all, she was extremely young and a minority to boot; regardless of all that EOE crap, the only minorities elsewhere employed in the firm were receptionists, secretaries, typists, and the occasional paralegal or junior attorney. Lili thought the entire mailroom crew was Asian and Hispanic - it made her wince for what she considered 'her people'. The 'Elitist Echelon' attitude at JW&P sometimes drove her crazy, and she knew that most of the other women there resented her position - technically, the only work she'd done to achieve the position is have her uncle point out to Weaver Sr. that sooner or later someone would need to be replaced on the PI team and why not just train someone with their effective methodology and stalwart loyalty?

It didn't hurt that her uncle, Wu Jetwing, was the owner of one of the largest international shipping, transit and freight lines in the Pacific. The fact that she had had to flex any kind of muscle to get into this position at all had irked her beyond measure.

But she struggled most of all with a job without true job guidelines. Everyday she served more and more as a kind of ‘gofer’ for all the ‘good ol’ boys’ who filled the halls. She had learned almost nothing of investigation, and her degree was a worthless piece of paper tacked to the wall above her desk.

Her frustration grew to dizzying heights when she received an email summary of one of the primary investigators reports that she was supposed to ‘flesh out’ and then return to him for approval. ‘He went on the damned assignment,’ she thought to herself. ‘Why can’t he write his own damned reports!’

On the verge of ripping out her hair and screaming in frustration, her phone rang.

Schooling her voice into a calm and almost detached response she picked it up.

“Lillith Skiles, under-investigator here. How may I help you?”

"Lili ... how are you my precious flower?" purred the voice in her ear. Lili rolled her eyes and grit her teeth, speaking through them slowly.

"Fine, just fine, thank you Mr. Pitt. How can I help you this afternoon, sir?" she asked politely.

 

[Nightsworn]

Gerald

My morning workout was done. I tell you, at this rate I might get in better shape. Mental note: Increase number of workouts in a day.

The clock was moving and the pile on my desk wasnt. I sighed at the pile and decided to take a walk around the office to make sure to say hi to everyone, maybe even some of the guys.

Walking about, I noticed that this was one well oiled machine. Everyone was working well together, and hell why shouldnt they be. They have all worked together for years.

I hadnt noticed Lili come in today so I walked towards her desk. Then I noticed our newest intern, Eva Glass working diligently at her desk banging away on the keyboard. I thought I wouldnt mind banging her that hard.
"Good Morning. It's Eva right? she looked up knocking over her bottled water. Luckily the cap was still on.
" Good morning Mr. Weaver, sir. How are you?"
I replied with a small laugh, "I am doing great darling. I was wondering if you would like to join me at the club for lunch today so we could talk about your goals at JW &P. So what do you say?"

 

[kamalw1]

Reginald Harris

Reggie pulled his grey Aston Martin into his designated parking space in the JW&P parking garage and ggout out, grabbing his briefcase off the passenger seat. Being a private investigator for such a prestigious firm paid well, and allowed him to travel. He had worked for the firm for a few years now, and thoroughly enjoyed his work.

As he rode the elevator up through the building, he made sure his clothes were straight. The brown suit jacket accentuated the chocolate tone of his skin. When the elevator arrived at his floor, he stepped out.

As he walked towards his office, he stopped by Lili's cubicle. Reggie had been attracted to Lili from the day she began working their, but decided to maintain a professional relationship with her. But he still harbored thoughts of the many things he would like to do with her. He waited until she was off the phone before he spoke to her.

"Hey Lili. If anyone calls for me, I will be in my office finishing my report from London. Also, I was told that you had some info on a new case for me?" he said, flashed her a wide smile.

 

[Zarai]

Caitlyn

She sat in the restaurant around the corner from the firm, her nails tapping impatiently on the small cell phone beneath her fingertips. Sipping from a water with lime in it, she considered her options.

She had a bad feeling about this one. It was too much like playing with fire and she had a feeling it could explode. This was a bad firm to toy with, they were too big in the insurance industry. She remembered them from when she worked legitimately for an insurance company. They were pretty good at sniffing out tiny inconsistencies and blowing a fraud case wide open.

Sighing softly, she flipped her hair behind her, and shifted her legs slightly, crossing them, unaware of the stares coming her way from a few men who were eating alone as they stared at the lacey top of her stockings which were peeking out from the edge of the short black dress she wore.

She would wait. Perhaps he would call, or even better, show up. She wasn't sure she wanted to toy with this one alone, and wanted to convince him to leave this one alone. Go for an easier target.

 

[Jenn1982]

Eva

"Damn" I muttered under my breath. I should have had this report done yesterday yet here I was still typing it up. I was going to come across as incompetent and JW&P was not the place for it. I had yet to make friends with any of my co-workers so I was counting on my work to make a good impression with everyone.

As I finally finished the last paragraph I heard,
"Good Morning. It's Eva right?"
Startled, I quickly turned and saw Mr. Weaver standing by my desk just as the water bottle I knocked over started rolling towards the edge of my desk. I grabbed it, saying,
"Good morning Mr. Weaver, sir. How are you?"

"I am doing great darling. I was wondering if you would like to join me at the club for lunch today so we could talk about your goals at JW &P. So what do you say?"

Trying not to sound too nervous I said, "That would be wonderful Mr. Weaver. I'll be looking forward to it."

 

[Nightsworn]

Gerald Weaver

"Great. I like to make sure all the people working here are working towards the same goal. It is important that we stay close knit." He smiled.
He looked at her small frame and was afraid he might break her in two. Maybe he would get a chance to pull on that red hair later today and massage the back of her head.
"Well I have to run, look forward to having you for lunch, at the club, oh by the way Eva, did you want to meet me there or drive over there with me?" He glanced at his watch again, knowing that he needed to get going or his appointment might end up costing him some money that he definitely did not want to pay.

 

[Jenn1982]

Eva

"Well I have to run, look forward to having you for lunch, at the club, oh by the way Eva, did you want to meet me there or drive over there with me?"

I noticed him glance at his watch and I hoped he wasn't going to be late because of me.
"I can meet you there. I'll see you then."
As he left I was glad I had worn the new business suit I'd bought. The skirt made my legs look longer and the whole outfit looked pretty professional as far as I was concerned. Realizing I still had a ton of work to do before lunch I got back to it and hoped it didn't make me late to lunch.

 

[Jokas_Wild]

Jackson Pitt

As he pulled into the parking garage, Jackson was already on his phone, barking orders as usual. The moment his wheels hit the concrete of the Johnson, Weaver & Pitt, work was on and somebody was going to get a bill for it. He called his secretary and got his morning messages and then gave her a list of people to call and reports that he wanted on his desk. Then he punched the speed dial for Weaver's cell phone, the only way to get ahold on him. Weaver mentioned that he was off to the local club for lunch and an intern, the last part bringing a smile to his face. Weaver was possibly the only guy that could match him for the way he went through women, though Pitt was still in the lead by a bunch! He hit the speed dial for one more number, one of his actual favorite people in the firm. She was young, ambitious and sexy, a deadly combo for sure!

"Lilli darling, it's Jackson. Mmm hmm, good morning to you too, ya sound pissed, about what though, I'm not sure. Anyways, head up to my office, I need the morning status report. I heard something about a new guy and you seem to be in the know about all that thankfully. Mmm hmm, yeah, 10 minutes until I'm in my office. Oh and please, bring coffee with ya darlin. Thank you."

With that, he flipped the phone shut and stepped into the elevator to get out of the labyrinth of the garage. As he exited the elevator and crossed the marble lobby of the office, he allowed himself a small smile. He had helped build this empire and damn it, it was good to see the fruits of his labor looking so nice. Another elevator, another button and a few minutes later he was on the top floor, the floor that contained only 3 offices. These were the hallowed grounds of the Johnson, Weaver & Pitt, the top echelon in one of the nations most powerful law firms.

 

[DreamGrrl]

Lili

Lili dropped the phone with a hissing sound.

“Lili do this, Lili do that. Lili bring me my coffee.”

She sighs, sending an email to the PI telling him that she would most likely be meeting with Jackson Pitt and odds looked highly likely she wouldn’t be able to get around to his report.

‘I apologize, but if you need this report right away you might consider either doing it yourself or passing it off to one of the girls in the pool.’ That was as civil as Lili could force herself to be.

She powered down her computer and pushed her chair away with as much violence as she could in the tiny cube. Standing up, she smoothed her shirt and skirt with trembling fingers before tucking the chair neatly back into place. She ran a smoothing hand down her hair, taking several deep and strengthening breaths.

Steeling herself to an expression that she hoped was unreadable; she glided through the halls and to the closest break room. She mixed Jackson’s coffee and watched the ebb and flow of employees and their idle chatter, her mind wheeling down a dozen tracks at once.

JW&P was THE city’s leading legal firm. They were ranked 6th in the country for their size and caseload – nationwide, competing with every major legal office within the 50 United States. Their specializing in insurance fraud made them altogether a rare occurrence. Most legal offices worked on anywhere from two to four different case types. Domestics were most common – divorce and property, legation and estates, the like. But when it came to insurance problems, there was one firm people looked to. JW&P.

The firm itself worked for the biggest and most prestigious names globally. They employed at any given time anywhere from 200 to 300 employees, depending on the flux of contracts and reception and typing pools. And here was Lili – just another number in their system.

She sighed, turning away and heading for one of the interior elevator banks. She cradled the crystal cup in her hands – crystal coffee cups. Huge mahogany and glass and marble offices; this is the manifestation of money and international power. Lili could feel the yearning to align herself with these people and their kind. She could also feel the black loathing that ate at her insides for even dreaming of something so – loathsome.

Her uncle, Wu Jetwing, and his company were the complete opposite of the firm. They were as cheap, economical, low down and compromising as they could be while still retaining their face before society. Most Jetwing employees didn’t know they were. That’s just the way things were done in the country of her ancestors.

Lili left the elevator and made her way across thick burgundy carpet. The elevator had dumped her in a room with three sets of 15-foot high double doors. She headed for the middle pair, pushing through the doors with relative ease. Of course they were well hinged and hung. Everything here was like that – perfect and pristine and painless.

The secretary inside looked up curiously, and Lili smiled at her.

“Hey Pru – I’ve come to knock heads with the big man and bring him his coffee.” Both women shared a grin and a soft laugh. Lili suddenly realized with trepidation that she had left her little pillbox of a purse in her cube three stories down. “Damn it – Pru, can I borrow a pad and pen from you? I left mine downstairs – I am so sorry!” The pretty young secretary laughed, shaking her head and smiling.

“It’s fine, Lili – here, I have one of those pocket notebook pads you can use. Try this nice mechanical pencil on for size – erasing is always handy around here.”

The two shared another grin and then Pru was buzzing through to Jackson even as Lili eased through the second set of double doors with her full hands.

 

[Adapt]

Sky

Sky Winters

Fresh out of collage, a major in law from Yale, a perfect student, graduating with a perfect 4.0 in all her subjects, her skill in law and business can be compared to some f the greatest minds of all times, not only is she a spectacular business and law mind, she is a person that knows what she wants¡¦

She stands a perfect 5¡¯5¡±¡¦ 5¡¯5¡± of perfect pastel colored, milky soft skin, beautiful but all standards of men¡¦

At her height, she had the most perfect deep jet black locks, coming down to the nape of her neck, the silken locks were always curled into a tight bun, but occasionally she wore it loose, they framed some of the fiercest sea green eyes, some would even say evil with a hint of playfulness, just how the brows arched when she was curious or having fun¡¦

Playful eyes led down to beautifully naturally crimson lips, always curled into a grin, or a wicked smile, perfectly straight teeth¡¦always white.

A slender neck slipped down to wonderfully decorated collarbones that seemed to define her upper body and draw the eyes towards her ample breasts; they seem to defy all physics and sat high upon her chest, with her walk they seemed to dance and moved on their own accord as she moved¡¦

A simply impossibly tapered waist slipped down towards flair hips, she was quite an athletic person, defined lines upon her ribs slipped down towards her slim waist¡¦

Her hips were wide and seemed powerful, when she walked everything pulled tight, fine sexual muscle moved under the sensual smooth skin¡¦

Thighs slipped down to kiss her calves and down to petite feet¡¦

She is quite the package, a beautiful woman no doubt¡¦ but a woman nonetheless, she does have her needs you know¡¦

She yawned deeply as she sat at her desk; she was hired to work pushing papers at Johnson, Weaver and Pitt, such a dull dun drum of a job, sighing to herself, her fingers moving up and pulling at the cording braids of her locks, working them loose, her free fingers mindless twiddling with the lollipop she had slipped between her lips, her tongue slowly flipping it in a slow motion that was just constantly whirling around in her mouth¡¦

Finally her fingers slipped down from her locks to trace a couple of words¡¦

¡°This doesn¡¯t seem right¡¦¡± soft whispers of breathing, grabbing a highlighter and dragging it across key portions of the papers¡¦

Pulling the marker back up and snapping the cap back on with the firm press of her thumb¡¦

¡°Very interesting¡¦¡± she snickered as she pulled the paper and set it aside and started on the next¡¦

 

[Jokas_Wild]

Pitt

Jackson allowed himself a smile as he watched Lili walk through his doors, coffee in one hand and a small flip pad in the other. She was definetly a fine lil treat, the mix of Ameri-Asian blood giving her those wonderful cheek bones, flawless skin and general radiance. Indeed, her genes lent to a wonderful view of womanhood before him. He leaned forward in his chair and took the coffee from her hands over his ridicuously long desk, smiling all the while. Though she was trying to mask her emotions and doing a rather fine job, Jackson was trained to read people. Lili was teetering between anger and nervousness, the anger more then likely from his coffee request. That thought made him smile, it would make the news he had that much better, almost like a bit of a counter-weight to even out her day. But before that, he wanted the daily report and he always had Lili do it, she had a knack for being on top of every bit of news in the office.

"Well Lili, have a seat hun and try to smile. I'm not here to behead you or anything, it would mess up the fine carpet."

His grin was both devilish and innocent, his sense of humor a bit twisted but usually good natured, keyword being usually.

"So, what's the news from the fish bowl down there? Major breaks, new hires, people wigging out, the usual good stuff. All the astute lil details that you manage to notice and remember, I want to hear it."

He leaned back in his over-sized leather chair and sipped his coffee slowly, eyes never leaving her the whole time. It was a tactic that he had learned from years in court, never let your eyes leave the person talking or that your talking too. Eye contact keeps people off balence, keeps you in the position of power in a conversation, keeps you in control of the flow. As he listened and sipped, he mulled over the offer that was pending in his head, the job he was about to offer to Lili. She had proven herself to the firm for sure and her skills were unrivaled and there was the added usefulness of her feminin wiles of course. As she finished her run down of events, Jackson smiled and nodded.

"Wonderful, ok, a few notes now that I'd like you to take. I see you already came prepared for that fact, well done. Ok, I need you to get on the phone with Reggie Harris, ask him where the fuck my London report is. It's a day late and he knows better, tell him I'll have his car repossesed if that doesn't hit my desk by days end. That should give him the needed shot to the ass to get that done and to me. Next, call Weaver, figure out what he's up to and hopefully, it's not fucking a new intern. It's amusing, yes, but he's helping me with a case later this week and I know he has yet to read the brief fully. Brilliant mind that is easily side-tracked by his pants if you know what I mean. Finally, the new guy that you referred to HR earlier, have them send up his file to me. I've decided to be a bit more pro-active in our hiring, it's sort of fun playing "job god" around here."

He watched her dilligently write it all down and rather quick at that, she was fast. That made him wonder other things which brought that devilish smile back to his face and allowed him to segway into his new thought that much easier. It was somehow always evil to do things with a smile, especially when there was potential wickedness involved in it.

"One final note Lili, concerning your job. I think there is going to be a major change in it, something that's rather unexpected......."

Jackson let those words hang in there air, studying her, awaiting her reaction to what he had said. It was the ultimate bait and he knew that she couldn't help but bite!

 

[FrenziedMaiden]

Ros

OOC: I thought it might be fun to throw in an antagostic type of character. An aging, bitter and jealous employee who works in the mailroom of the law firm. Her attitude would most likely improve if she could just manage to get laid. This character may or may not work within this thread, so if she doesn't I will wirte her out.

Character description: Ros, a 41 year old divorcee who has worked in the mailroom of Johnson, Weaver and Pitt, for the last 5 years. She is very plain looking, but could look much more attractive if she tried. She stands 5'5" tall and is a little on the heavy side. She has dirty blond hair that she keeps in a short no nonsense type of style and has grey eyes. She has a bad attitude and is jealous of those who hold positions higher than hers.

IC: "Ungrateful, self-centered jerks, the whole lot of them!" Ros whispered under her breath as she pushed the large mail cart in front of her, making one of her many daily passes through the various offices of Johnson, Weaver and Pitt.

"You'd think that they could at least say thank you to me." She continued on with her angry rant. "Especially that little tart, Lili, who's only talent lies between her legs. I bet you anything that she is in Jackson's office right now, shaking her ass in his face and I also bet that he is loving every second of it!"

 

[Nightsworn]

Gerald

Noon was fast approaching, Mr. Weaver was on the phone all morning. Seems his appointment was cancelled, due to the doctor actually having to work. " Damnit, I just bought a new driver and was wanting to try it out, Jack" He hung up the phone and thoguht maybe tomorrow he would get in 18 holes.
He had a meeting with Pitt around 2. Hopefully, Pitt would have all his paperwork ready this time. Hmmm, at least he would probably get to see that Lili girl as Pitt would probably call her in a 5 or 6 times as usual.
OH well, he thought. He called down to the limo driver and told him to bring the car around. He explained to Gladys that he was going to lunch. She said under her breath, " Well, At least I got you first today." The smiled and licked her lips.
He got to the club and had a seat while he waited for Eva and ordered two Cuba Libra's. Both for him of course, and proceeded to light a cigar.

 

[DreamGrrl]

*BUMP*

(OOC: I won't be posting for a day or two, my apologies. Here's a bump until I get back! *^_^*)



~Mai

 

[Jenn1982]

Eva

As I walked into the club I glanced at my watch I realized I was a few minutes late despite my frantic rushing all morning. I quickly spotted Mr. Weaver sitting at a booth. I put on my most confident smile and walked over.
"Sorry I'm a few minutes late, I had trouble finding a parking spot." I lied as I took a seat across from him. I took a few seconds to study him, realizing just how attractive he was. Realizing I was probably staring I quickly picked up the menu and scanned the drinks, settling on an iced tea. Hoping the waiter would hurry over I tried to erase my nervousness.

"I really appreciate you inviting me to lunch Mr. Weaver, especially since you're so busy. I was hoping maybe we could discuss my performance since I've been here. I'm sure you could give me quite a few helpful tips."

 

[zjake]

Mike Phillips

I thought after the first year, things would get better. But more and even more of the same, coming in early, leaving late. Who had time for a personal life anymore?

Buried under days and days of work, I looked up from my desk to see Lilli pass my office doors on her way to this meeting or that.

Hmmm... well at least there are a few things around the office to keep me going. Even if I wouldn't have a chance with them anytime soon, the fantasies would keep me going another day.

 

[Nightsworn]

Gerald Wright

"Well, it does seem you are always running late on things. Some files from what I hear and now to lunch with one of the partners." I grinned as I put out my cigar. "You just might need a spanking as reprimand"

"Your reports seem to be good, but they are very unimaginative. Almost as reading a case out of a school book. Insurance fraud is a beast. It is always changing and just when you think you got it under control, watch out cause it might bite ya. Take for instance Le Diamond , the case we are working on now. That is a multi-million dollar case. Caitlyn Thompson and her partners havent really been hassling us, that usually means its on the up and up. However, the building did catch on fire and only a handful of diamonds were found."

He layes he left hand on her knee. "What do you make out of it?" He asked taking a drink and looking into her eyes, as he squeezed the hand on her knee.

 

[Zarai]

Caitlyn

She jumped slightly as the phone emitted its soft beep and vibrated under her fingers.

Yes?

Sighing softly, she nodded into the phone, tossing her hair over her shoulder with her free hand.

Yes sir, I understand, but I think it's a mistake. Yes sir. Alright sir. Understood, I'll check today.

Closing the phone, she took a sip of water and motioned to the waiter, who seemed as if he were standing there merely waiting for her attention. Paying the bill, she stood, smoothing the short sleeveless dress down over her curvy hips. Picking up her small handbag, she exited the restaurant, everything about her spelling wealth. The gold watch she wore sparkled on her wrist, a dainty gold chain circling her neck, a matching chain around her ankle, discreet diamond studs in her ears... the way she carried herself.. she was used to getting her way, and people knew it simply from glancing at her.

She walked outside in the bright sunlight, slipping on a pair of sunglasses, her black pumps clicking softly on the sidewalk. Rounding the corner about a block from the restaurant, she entered the large building, and walked to the receptionist, who looked up at her with a friendly smile. Putting a smile on her lips, she managed to come off as friendly, yet haughty at the same time, a look she had practiced for a long time.

Hello, Ms. Thompson to see Mr. Weaver please.

Glancing at her watch, she frowned at the receptionist's response. Flipping her hair back she put an annoyed look on her face.

Out to lunch still? I see. Well I've an important matter to discuss, and I doubt Mr. Weaver would appreciate my taking my business elsewhere. Is there someone else I might speak to?

The receptionist looked doubtful as she got on the phone and spoke in hushed tones to someone. Her eyes widened almost imperceptibly as she hung the phone up.

"Oh yes Ms. Thompson, my apologies, I didn't realize... Someone will be right with you. Please have a seat. May I get you something?"

Smiling my thanks, I sat down, my ankles crossed, handbag in my lap as I waited, declining her offer. Taking a deep breath, I tried to arrange my thoughts into some semblance of order. Should I be demanding or gentle? It was dangerous ground and I still wished we weren't playing with it. But I was here to convince them our claim was genuine. We wouldn't get our money until the insurance company was assured all was on the up and up. And that was my job. To convince the law firm that it was indeed on the up and up.

I studied my perfectly manicured nails and waited, wondering who they would send since Weaver was apparently out.

 

[Jokas_Wild]

( I call dibs on Pitt talking to Zarai's character! Unfortuantely, I'm out the front door to work right now so I'll do my full RP later, but this is just a lil claimer for the time being. )

A few moments after her arrival and some quick phone calls, Jackson was informed that a Ms. Thompson was on the grounds. It took a moment before the name clicked and upon being informed that Weaver was out to lunch and Johnson on an extended vacation, Pitt was the only one left to handle it personally. He passed it along that Ms. Thompson was to be brought up to his office, he would deal with her and whatever her case/money was!

 

[Jenn1982]

Eva

"What do you make out of it?"

"Well I haven't really had a chance to study it in depth yet but from what I've seen it does all look like it checks out. I think if I talked with Ms. Thompson I could've given you a more decisive opinion."

I hadn't been expecting him to question me about the case and I'd just said the first things that popped into my head. My mind had still been way back on his suggestion of a reprimand. I slid forward a little more in my seat making his hand slip higher up on my leg. I was starting to slide my foot up and down along his leg. I didn't think he'd mind but I could always claim I thought it was the table leg if he said anything.
"I've never eaten here before, what do you suggest?" I asked with a smile.