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Jul 22, 2007 12:46

11.50 am. A dark green SUV, well maintained but with just a few signs of mud and wear around the wheel rims and the bottom of the doors, pulled away from the security point at the gate of FLAG's New York headquarters. The female driver waved cheerfully to the guards in her rearview mirror, then continued on her way toward the mansion settled at the ( Read more... )

[c]rakj'a jarre - rachel grant, [c]mrs baker, logan maxwell, []rp - completed, [l]flag hq

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logan_maxwell July 22 2007, 03:24:45 UTC

Ms. Judith Baker sat at the receptionist desk at the New York head office of the Foundation for Law and Government. That it was the only New York office for FLAG never stopped her from clarifying it was also the head office. Her desk was efficiently laid out and always tidy. With a neatly pressed dress suit and her long hair pulled back tightly in a bun, she lowered her glasses and looked up at the young woman who had approached the desk.

"A secretary for Mr. Maxwell?" She questioned in a haughty voice. In her opinion he certainly did require one, instead of relying on his partner to maintain order, but she was sure she had no documentation of such a thing. "I'm sorry, you must be mistaken."

timeshadow July 22 2007, 03:33:48 UTC

"That's right." The friendly smile grew wider. "Well, temporary secretary, that is. I - " she hesitated, as if a sudden doubt had made itself known. "I am in the right place, aren't I? Foundation for Law and Government?"

logan_maxwell July 22 2007, 03:36:54 UTC

Judith pursed her lips and at the same time tried to smile politely. "Yes, that is correct, you are at the New York Head Office for Foundation for Law and Government and, we do have a Mr. Maxwell. However, we have not submitted a request for temporary services; secretarial or otherwise."

timeshadow July 22 2007, 03:42:43 UTC

"Oh good!" The relief in her voice was clear. "For a moment there I thought I'd gotten myself lost. But ... you're not expecting me? My agent definitely said, 'FLAG', this address, and to arrive at midday. You're sure there's no request been made?"

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logan_maxwell July 22 2007, 06:31:32 UTC

Leading Rak down the corridor to his office, he unlocked the door and held it open for her. The room was on the smallish side, but large enough to house a three sided desk with one chair behind and two in front. In one of the corners was a computer, beside it a phone and two three high stackable paper sorters - all of which were full. There was also several piles of paper on the inner wall side of the desk. The arm of the desk that divided the room was clean. On the back wall was a window that faced the test track that was situated behind the mansion and there was a filing cabinet in one corner. Again, with more paper on top.

If one looked closely they'd see that the waste basket had paper airplanes piled in and behind the door was a velcro dartboard.

Once Rak was inside, he indicated a chair for her as he closed the door. "Welcome back to 2007. I trust everyone made it home safely?"

timeshadow July 22 2007, 06:36:51 UTC

"Dear Gods." Rak stopped just inside the door, looking around. "She wasn't kidding about this, was she?"

She moved to sit in the chair Logan offered, taking another, slower look around. "Uhhh, yeah. We got them home, alright." Her fingers tapped on the chair.

"OK, we need three large boxes."

logan_maxwell July 22 2007, 06:42:47 UTC

Blushing slightly again, he shrugged. "I wasn't expecting company or I would have cleaned first." Or at least stashed all the paper in the filing cabinet and had it out of sight - there currently was nothing in the filing cabinet except empty file folders waiting to be filled.

He nodded. "That's good to hear. Your team didn't look like there were eager to get back, none of my business, but is all okay?" Moving to his chair on the far side of the desk, he paused. "Can I get you a coffee, water, juice... danish?"

"Boxes...? What do we need the boxes for?"

timeshadow July 22 2007, 06:48:36 UTC

"Boxes. I'm supposed to be here as a secretary, I should at least do something. Box one - paper dated 2007. Box two - paper dated any other year. Box three - trash, like empty envelopes." They could sort through the piles as they talked.

"It ... kinda depends on your definition of 'OK'. They were keen to get back, but not so keen when they figured out we'd be leaving them there. What sort of Danish?"

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