Jared Delany (brother_lawyer) wrote in btvsal, @ 2011-01-07 23:01:00 |
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Getting a New Client
Who: Jared and Andais
Where: Jared's Office, W&H
When: Friday Afternoon, 1/7
Jared waited in his office for his next client to arrive. According to the file on her, she was from the royal family of the Unseelie court of fairies, which made her very important. He was actually glad to get a client of such importance, but this also put a lot of pressure on him to make sure that she stayed out of trouble and that he got her out of any trouble that she might get into. She was supposed to be shown up to his office any moment, and he just hoped that the meeting went well.
Andais had sighed whenever her father told her of the meeting that she was to attend, but had dressed appropriately. A black and white pinstriped pencil skirt and a white blouse were paired with a fitted black and white suit jacket. Her heels made clicking noises as she walked through the lobby, shadowed by two of her three guards. Deacon was at home attending to the wards, Mistral and Twilight were her bodyguards for the evening. She was nearly a foot shorter than both of them, even wearing the three inch heels, but her sidhe blood red hair was the same length as Twilights jet black hair. and Mistrals silvery hair was shorter, falling just to his shoulders. She walked to the secretary's desk and told her that she had an appointment with the lawyer, her tricolored eyes growing bored when the woman told her to have a seat and that Jared would be right with her. She moved to sit down and crossed her legs passive aggressively. Her guards stayed close to her, one sitting beside her and the other watching both doors and the windows.
His secretary came in and told him that his appointment was outside waiting for him, and he got up and walked out to the waiting room to meet her. "Andais, I presume?" he asked as he walked out and saw the small woman sitting in the room. "Come with me into my office and we can talk. Your guards can come if they want."
She stood up as he approached her and arched a brow before a small smirk spread over her lips. "They would not allow me to go in there without them... for fear what my father would do to them." she said as the pair shadowed her into the office. she sat down in one of the chairs and crossed her legs again. Twilight stood at her back and Mistral took a position that allowed him to see the door and the windows.
"I completely understand," he said simply as he led her back toward his office. After she sat down in front of his desk, he sat down behind his. "So, what can I do for you, today?" He wasn't terribly sure why a princess of the Unseelie court needed a human lawyer, after all.
She sat very prim and proper. She was very aware of the right way to hold herself. "My father feels that with my predisposition, then I should have a lawyer with Wolfram and Hart. You came highly recommended to him, and he feels that while it is not likely that I will have any problems like I have in the past, given the most recent happenings in our court, he said it would be better safe than sorry."
He nodded. He had been somewhat briefed on what her problems in the past were, so they shouldn't need to discuss them *too* much. "Your father is right," Jared said to her. "It is always better to be safe than sorry in certain situations."
She nodded her head. "Do you believe that you are the best lawyer to serve my interests?"
"I believe I am," Jared said to her. "I've been working at Wolfram & Hart for fifteen years now." It went unsaid, but, with Wolfram & Hart's reputation, working there for more than five years and not going crazy or ending up dead was something of an accomplishment in itself. "I always make sure that my clients are taken care of."
She nodded her head. "I have shoes older than you are."
He chuckled. "You're honest. That's good." The fact that her face belied her actual age didn't bother him. It was something that he was used to by now. "I've actually worked with clients who are centuries old."
She nodded her head. "Fae never lie. We will paint the truth until you believe that the sky is green and the grass is purple, but we will never lie."
Then fae were a little like lawyers then, or probably the other way around. He was going to keep that idea to himself, though. "I'll never lie to you, either, Andais. I'll always be truthful with you." He honestly believed that lying was for people who weren't creative enough to spin the truth, but anyways...
She nodded her head. "How much do you know of the fae?"
"Some, but I'm trying to learn more all the time," he said to her. He knew they had very strict codes of conduct between them, among other things.
She nodded her head. "There are somethings that you should learn. I will rarely ask you questions if it is not important, so do not spin doctor the answers to my questions, for if I feel that I am being teased or being made a fool, the questions will cease."
He nodded. "I understand," he said. "As a client, you will only get straight answers from me, no 'spin doctoring' of anything." There was no good reason to give a client anything but the straight truth. Any opposition, on the other hand, that was a different story.
She nodded her head. "And I will tolerate questions from you, because you are human, but I highly doubt that my father nor my guards will tolerate questions... for they are all much older than I am... I was ensured to know the customs of humans better because my father thought it would benefit the Unseelie Court."
"You're the only one that I will need to ask questions of," he said to her. "You are, after all, the client." He looked her over for a second. "Is there anything else that you would like to know about?"
She looked at him. "I would like to know more about you. Since I am to entrust my secrets in you."
"Fine, feel free to ask away," Jared said to her. "I'm an open book to you."
"Why did you become a lawyer?" she asked.
He smiled slightly. "It was almost an act of rebellion on my part," he said with a chuckle. "My parents are ex-hippies and my brother is a musician. I was never much like them, so I picked a career that I enjoyed but made me stand out from them even more." He had only found that he liked it later on, but at least he did.
She nodded as she listened. "I can understand that... I stand out greatly amongst my kind."
He nodded. "It's something that happens more than people realize. I guess my idea of rebellion was just a little different than everyone else's."
"I was not meaning that i stand out because I choose to." she said arching her brow. "I stand out because the land of faerie has deemed it so."
He simply nodded. "I see," he said to her. "Is there anything else that you'd like to ask me about?" He was doing his best to stay on her good side.
She was amused by him. That was a good thing for him. "Why do you not want to be close to your family?"
"It's not that I don't want to..." he started. "It's that we're so different that we have literally nothing to talk about but the weather. My daughter isn't nearly as understanding of the situation, though. I think she'd like to be closer to her relatives. I don't mind the idea of her doing so, though."
She nodded her head as she looked at him. "That sounds a lot like my aunt and I..." she said as she smoothed her hands over her skirt. "Though her attempt to drown me as a child put a damper on our relationship."
Fae familial relationships were a bit different than human ones, weren't they? Still, it barely lifted an eyebrow at that. Nothing different than what he'd heard from other clients. "Things like that usually do," he said simply.
"I am not of her shining throng... so it also makes sense." she said as she looked at him.
Something else that happened more often than people realized. If you didn't fawn over a certain type of person, they tried to get rid of you in some way. "Is there anything else you'd like to know about now?" he asked her.
She shook her head. "Not really. I'm not a very curious person."
He nodded. He pulled a business card out of his desk and passed it to her. "If you need anything, feel free to call me day or night. My personal number is on the back of the card."
She nodded as she stood up and accepted the card from him, handing it off to Twilight who moved behind her like he truly was her shadow. "I will call if we need you. Though, if something happened, it will be Twilight or Deacon that calls you... perhaps both." she said as she looked at the man.
"I will keep that in mind," he said, standing up. "I look forward to working with you, Ms. Andais," he said simply.