For Florence

Nov 20, 2010 17:09

The computer screens was scrolling through information and there were papers scattered all over his desk but Lionel Luthor really wasn't seeing any of it. Part of that was because he was half turned away from his desk, looking out the windows that overlooked Metropolis. His city ( Read more... )

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hungarianheart November 21 2010, 01:03:39 UTC
Florence had sworn up and down that she would never get involved in power plays and deals again. She had kept that vow too - at least up until she had, in all innocence, answered an ad for a personal assistant to Lex Luthor.

The man was charming, that much could not be denied. And though he was a genius, he wasn't insufferable about it, unlike some other chess grandmasters she could mention. It had been so refreshing to work with a man who appreciated her, not just for what she could bring to the table but also as a person that she'd allowed herself to be swayed into doing some of the more delicate negotiations.

And so here she was now, meeting the great and terrible Lionel Luthor himself. She had no illusions that this was to be a simple delivery - far from it. He wanted to see what she was made of and she was more than willing to meet that challenge.

She had faced down CIA and Soviet agents - how could he be any worse?

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daddy_luthor November 24 2010, 04:14:14 UTC
Lionel was still looking out the windows when his secretary came on the intercom to say that Ms. Vassey was here. He smirked for a moment, letting both secretary and guest wait for a moment before he turned and hit the intercom. "Send her in."

Before Florence could come in the door, Lionel stood up, straightened his suit coat and turned again to the window with his arms crossed, giving the image of an king surveying his kingdom. It was an image that stuck in the mind of his competitors and gave him an edge.

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hungarianheart November 25 2010, 23:43:05 UTC
The image Lionel presented as Florence entered the room was a powerful one, and she would certainly have been intimidated had it not been for the years and years of experience she had with chess players and CIA agents doing the same thing.

It was all about power and the expression of it. She knew the game well and so she patiently stood a few feet from the desk, files in hand. When he finally deigned to turn around and acknowledge her, he would find her completely calm and unruffled.

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daddy_luthor November 26 2010, 04:53:39 UTC
But of course, Lionel didn't expect any different, if the tales he'd heard of Lex's new PA were true. Still, he had to play the game. It had gotten him this far and he wasn't about to loose faith in it now.

"Ms. Vassey." Lionel said more to Metropolis then to the person he was addressing and he still waited a moment before turning around with a pleasant, yet professional curl of his lips that couldn't decided if it was a smile or a smirk. "It is a pleasure to finally meet you. Your reputation is quite impressive."

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