RP for bruisedwayne

[rattle_thecages]

Her day at the office had been largely uneventful. Aside from going through some paperwork all she'd had to do was deal with one of Matt's less-than-pleasant clients. Rachel was up to the task in this regard. For her friends she reserved her playfulness, and kindness for strangers, but when it came to slipping into lawyer mode she was a cold statue

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[bruisedwayne]

The trip to New York had been a short one. It pays to own a Gulfstream. But Bruce was late. Lunch was over three hours ago.

"Rachel," Bruce called out as he stepped into her office. "I hope that's not what Murdock's hired you for because I could always tempt you to work for me instead. I've got a whole library of books to catalog and organize, if that's in any way a perk for you. Plus, Pepper says I should get myself an assistant." Bruce turned and thanked the legal clerk for showing him the way in and no, he won't be needing any coffee, but yes, it would be great if she could get Monique a cab.

[rattle_thecages]

Rachel nearly dropped the books in her hands. She sucked in a sharp breath, and Bruce thanking the clerk allowed Rachel to slip into the casual veneer he was offering her. Which, she should have realized, was the only one he could give her.

"Pepper says a lot of things, most of which you shouldn't listen to particularly if it involves pictures in any capacity." She placed a hand on her hip, tilting her head to regard him. "And I'm pretty certain cataloging your library would be the least of the assistant's problems. Besides." A crooked little grin. "I'd probably take over in a day and then where would you be?"

[bruisedwayne]

"I'd be more than happy to sit back and watch," Bruce replied, rewarding the clerk with a lazy smile as she offered to take his coat. She'd probably take his sock too if he were to give it to her. "I'm sure you taking over what I do, or rather what I don't do-" Lucius Fox was back to being in charge of Wayne Enterprises; Bruce had refused to accept his resignation. "-will provide sufficient entertainment for a least one lifetime. I can already imagine the headlines. ... 'Rachel Dawes. PA. Personal Assistant turned Party Animal.'"

[rattle_thecages]

Not for the first time Rachel's struck with how effortlessly he played his part. No one would guess he was the same person that would bleed into the night avenging his city. Rachel watched Anita fall over herself, obviously aware who he was because who didn't know Bruce Wayne?

She rolled her eyes in mild amusement, her voice kind but firm when she said, "That'll be all, Anita."

Rachel waited until the girl scurried away - not without another awestruck glance back at Bruce - to answer him. "I think I'll leave the - what was it the papers called it? Philandering to you. I couldn't possibly do it as well."

A beat. "How are you, Bruce?"