Be My Sexy Secretary {LYRA}/TEMP CLOSED

[LEXINGTON HOLDEN CRANE]

The ticking and the tocking, one can only take so much of it as the second hand skips by the white circular disk labeled with numbers, signifying time. When you're inside Wolfram and Hart, time means nothing because Wolfram and Hart bought it and thus could stop it if they needed to, so all of these ticks and tocks are just to drive the lesser employees insane, and the fact that the bosses son who is interning at the company has his own office must drive some of them insane too. But what would be the point of having "daddy" connections if there was no perks, besides, half the lame brains in here aren't even legal lawyers, Lex has to do it the hard way.

School.

He sat at his desk, watching as the clock ticks on by the seconds to his appointment. He waited for the girl to enter, the girl who would get him what he wants and desires most. Power.

Power he doesn't have, power they do. Wolfram and Hart doesn't monopolize on the Slayers as much as they should, so if they won't, he will. And she will help.

He waited patiently, sitting back in his black leather chair, spining around to look out the window at the London streets bellow, he gazed longly at a city he wishes was his and under his rule away from his father he'll prove to the senior partners why he should be running this show and not his father, nor some souled vampire in L.A. That one always gets him a-chuckling. If a broad forehead like that can be C.E.O, then all Lex has to do is stab as much backs as he can and catch the eyes of the boys upstairs.

The way he is going to do that is the Slayers, he wants their power. The Slayer power. And something tells him that having a sex-change will do the trick, magics are needed, which is why he is waiting on his meeting, waiting for the girl.

Always starts with a girl, it'll end with one as well.

[LYRA FORESTER JAMES]

TELL ME THAT YOU'VE GOT EVERYTHING YOU WANT
&& Y O U R B I R D C A N S I N G
BUT YOU DON'T GET ME, YOU DON'T GET ME

Lyra was late for a meeting, as usual, she was always late. She was meeting with a guy from Wolfram and Hart, apparently he was hot, but she would have to be the judge of that. She was wearing a fair lengthed black pencil skirt with a slit up the side. Her shirt was a simple black suit with a white scoop-neck shirt underneath, letting some cleavage be apparent. Her hair was wavy, making it an inch or so past shoulder length. Her eyes were rather dark and sultry, purple. A smokey purple, she always thought that was good for meetings, or interviews. Of course she didn't spend all morning getting ready, she simply flicked her finger towards herself and whispered a few incantations and she was ready.

She made her way to the building, she went over the speed limit by about fifteen, and yet she didn't bother to slow down, she was already rather late, and didn't wish to be even more late, so she gunned it. Although, there were still people going faster than her, she knew if she exceeded the speed limit by too much she would get pulled over, and that would cause even more delay. She needed to make it to the office. She looked out her window, she was in the rather bad part of town, she saw in shadows demons and vampires lurking, and yet, she didn't stop and get out of her car to kick their asses, she simply drove on, she had no time.

When she finally arrived at Wolfram and Hart they stopped her to buy her parking ticket, and decided to waste even more of her time. "Hello miss, we're going to have to get you to pay five dollars for a parking ticket, for security and safety." Lyra rolled her eyes, "Yeah, yeah, I don't need a damn explanation, just hurry it up." She handed him a ten dollar bill and in exchange he gave her a slip of paper- telling her what time she bought it at and how long she had, she had three hours, which was probably enough- and a five dollar bill. She was bloody hot and pissed, she finally got passed the parking ticket both and found a parking space, surprising close to the building.

A man held the door open for her as she walked into the building and he exited, "Thank-you." She smiled appreciateably as he nodded a 'Your welcome', she then entered through the opened door. She was amazed at what she saw, the building was bustling with people, demons, demons in disguise, and she was so tempted to just kill them all, and she could, simply, but she opted not to, she guessed the boss's son wouldn't be to happy about killing his buisness, or rather, money. But it wasn't the people in the building, but the building itself, it was magnificent, huge. Light filled. And just beautiful. She snapped herself out of her wonderful trance and realized she was on a mission, she darted quickly and confidently between bodies and walls as she got closer and closer to Lexington Holden Crane's office. Her heel's clicking stopped abruptly as she stopped, which she hadn't even noticed had been making a sound until they stopped, she was directly in front of the door, and she knocked.

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[LEXINGTON HOLDEN CRANE]

The ticking and the toking, time goes by as seconds sound echoing through the office, as they do in every office. Lex puckered his lips and then grabbed a pencil and uncharacteristically balanced it on his upper lip, boredom grips hold even the brightest of people and causes them to do stupid or reckless things. An unfortunate impression that Lex would leave on the pretty young witch who is coming to see him is the fact that this is the kind of guy who balances pencils on assorted body parts out of unproductive boredom, no one would take a bozo like that seriously. Lex halted his pencil balancing session just in time as several wraps were sounded at the door, by the sounds of them it was his meeting. The witch.

Lex smiled to himself standing up from his leather desk bound chair and adjusted his tie, leaving his sport coat neatly placed around his seat, as it was a little too hot in the office, the whole upper floors really-- It seems like his father had a Lakatu demon upstairs, they're very specific on how they want the room temperature. Though it doesn't matter, Lex had more important matters for once then his father, he who worries too much about the past and present don't look to the future. Lex looks to the future, and he sees him on top for a change.

Opening the door, Lex suddenly thought that not being on top wasn't such a bad thing anymore.

He wasn't sure what he expected, but when he opened the door he was caught off guard which he finds rare to ever happen. Although he didn't really know what to expect, he thought along the lines of split ended frayed hair, thick glasses that were a couple of prescriptions behind, and clothes one could find at a nun garage sale. He was greatly surprised at what lay beyond his office door.

"Please, come in Ms. James, have a seat." He smiled, moving away from the door, heading back to sit behind his desk sighing. He removed a folder from a filing cabinet stationed beneath, placing it on his desk he opened it removing several pieces of paper and looked through them, he continued to speak doing so.

"Lyra Forester James, now adoptive parents and social life aside, you're a Witch and anti-Slayer. I've asked you to come here because I want you to work for me, no interview or application needed, your personal record is application enough.

You'll be mascaraing as my secretary and personal assistant. Although having fast typing skills may be useful its not why i'm hiring you. I have pet projects under way that requires someone with magical abilities, and I want to be discrete about them so obviously I have to hire someone that isn't well know yet at the same time someone with a reasonable amount of skill which I hear you have.

Aside from that you'll be given whatever resources that require you to function, including living expenses and magical expenses like text or spell books and spell components.

If you don't wish to accept this offer then you can turn around and leave and it'll be like we never met, or..." Lex removed another piece of paper from the folder, on the top it says contract and with it a special black pen that smelt faintly of brimstone.

"You can sign this, standard Wolfram and Hart contract. To be honest, never really expected someone quite as beautiful as you Ms. James." He smirked. Everything seemed to be going under way, he could feel his climb to the top approaching, and it all starts with his first recruit. Again, didn't think she'd be quite so spectacular looking, but that was just a bonus, plus it'd make the secretary story a bit more believable.

[LYRA FORESTER JAMES]

TELL ME THAT YOU'VE GOT EVERYTHING YOU WANT
&& Y O U R B I R D C A N S I N G
BUT YOU DON'T GET ME, YOU DON'T GET ME

Lyra entered the room, it was quite nice, although she expected it to be so, considering the rest of the building. She sat herself down and smiled at Lexington, "Thank-you, Mr.Crane." Her professionalism would be needed if she was to accomplish the task he wished her to do, which she didn't exactly know yet, but she was sure would take a lot of practicing and energy. She felt as though she should be taking notes, but instead took notes in her head, literally, with magics she could store thoughts for as long as she wanted, she was like a one hundred gig 'Ipod' or something.

It almost seemed like he was trying to charm her. Was it working? Sorda... She giggled- at him saying he hired her not for her typing skills- but she consumed it when she remembered where she was. Lyra decided nodding and smiling would be the simplest method of communication until he finished speaking, then she would begin to speak. She heard him say that all of her expenses would be covered, which pleased her, she was a bit tight on money, so that would help, and she was sure she would get the supplies to keep after her mission was complete.

Lyra had hear good and bad things about Wolfram and Hart, which made her slightly uneasy, but none the less she kept her cool. He was giving her an option, if she wanted to take the job or not, which of course she did, but she was concerned of being pulled into something she didn't wish too. 'They kill people... I'm sure they won't hurt me.' She convinced herself that they would not harm her and she focused her attention back on the, yes attractive, man before her.

When he finished talking he added a compliment at the end, Lyra smiled, "Thank-you, that's very kind of you, and please, call me Lyra." Lyra looked at the paper on top of the folder, it read in large letters "Contract" she stared at it, hard. She lifted the pen off of the paper and skimmed over the paper, although she wasn't really taking any of it in, she was just trying to look professional, again, she took a breath in and touched the pen to the paper where it said "Sign here", the pen had a certain smell to it, but she couldn't finger it. The pen ran smooth along the paper, she ended her signature with a dot. Somehow, after she signed it, she felt uneasy, really uneasy. She wasn't sure she had done the right thing, but knew it was too late to turn back. She realized after she signed it she hadn't even asked what she was to do, that frightened her the most.

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[LEXINGTON HOLDEN CRANE]

_{OOC: Sorry short post.}

Lex smirked as Lyra's pen strokes moved across the paper along the space of her signature, it seemed when she did the brimstone seemed to rise in smell then dissipate when she was finished. Contracts with Wolfram and Hart are dangerous, however tricking this girl into signing one was not on Lexington's agenda, he needed her and required her skills so he'd go out of his way to make sure no wayward agreement within the Wolfram and Hart system would cause her to have a fatal accident. Not to mention any do-gooders charging in here attempt to change the world by throwing several of their employees out windows. Needless to say, they were replaceable and attempts were done in vein, lets just say there were hazards that came with the job indirectly.

"Lyra then, I can tell this will be a fruitful business relationship." He smiled and pulled the contract back across the table and slipped it inside the folder he removed it from, then he kicked open the filing cabinet underneath his desk, putting it in its place. He smiled a bit to himself then folded his hand upon his desk, and looked at his new 'secretary', she could be useful in more ways then one, not to say any dirty thoughts crossed his mind at that moment but its not what he was thinking.

Having to keep an image is hard when you're living in a office, having a woman at ones side can provide a great deal of luxury. Leaving anywhere on a whim, and having an excuse to leave meetings to work on his pet projects like the Slayer business. Lex rubbed the side of his head and smiled, sighed, realized he was being a little quiet and lost in thought.

"Ahem, sorry. Anyway, I'll have a desk in here by tomorrow and if you need living accommodations near the Wolfram and Hart building we can arrange to go looking.

But for now, do you have any questions regarding your job or position under me?-- Well I mean-- Actually the correct term escapes me, but you know what I mean right?"

[LYRA FORESTER JAMES]

TELL ME THAT YOU'VE GOT EVERYTHING YOU WANT
&& Y O U R B I R D C A N S I N G
BUT YOU DON'T GET ME, YOU DON'T GET ME

His voice rang in her ears and she nodded in response to his statement as she handed him back the conract and the pen. She tucked a loose blonde hair behind her ear that had fallen in front of her face. She saw him looking at her, and somehow she found some sort of spark, but she pushed it to the back of her mind. She felt somewhat of an awkard silence.

He broke the awkward silence by exscusing himself and apologizing, he then began going all professional on her again. She nodded, and realized she wasn't saying much, "Yes, uhm, a place to stay would be wonderful. Unfortunately right now I'm staying in a rented trailor..." Her eyes went wide and she could feel her face burn bright red. "Hmhm, um." He asked her something, she didn't really respond as she was in a trance of her embarassment, so she simply shook her head. "Uh, I best be going." She rushed herself towards the door but for some reason didn't want to leave.

Lyra's ears were burning up, she could feel them. She knew she shouldn't have said she was living in a rented trailor, perhaps she was just simply nervous? She felt as though she should rewind what had just happened, but instead she murmured a couple words in latin, "Congelo vicis." It meant; "Freeze time." and so that is what happened. Everything froze but her, she turned around and slid down the door, her bottom landing there. She felt a meltdown coming on but gulped it down her throat. She smiled to herself and decided to make use of her time, she pulled herself up off of the ground and opened the door of Lex's office.

She smiled at the faces that were frozen there. She played around, moved someone's coffee cup so they would wonder how that happened. She turned on people's televisions that were off, and turned ones off that were on. She simply played with people minds, and when she was done that she returned to Lex's office and gathered some lipstick out of her purse, she smudged the bright pink lip stick along his lips and giggled childishly, she then returned to her postition at the door, he hand on the door knob and said those latin words opposite.

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[LEXINGTON HOLDEN CRANE]

Somewhere deep inside this girl Lex saw something he wish he hadn't, perhaps it would have made it better for him if he didn't. Regardless, he cannot back down now and he hoped she'd feel the same. She was embarrassed and the air around her didn't speak any text of evil, what was she really doing here? Could she really be so anti-Slayer? Any half-wit in a parka should be able to tell that Slayers are the good guys, not that it phases Lex none, he still wants their power regardless even if he has to strip it away from them, and he'll do anything in his power to do just that. Even if it costs whatever soul he may have, and whatever soul his new partner and crime may have as well.

When mentioning living accommodations, she seemed to fess up that she had been living in a trailer. Lex probably couldn't do it, he's a work-a-holic, and he wouldn't have all the resources he needed in a apartment let alone trailer. And the amount of magic he needs her to do would require a bigger location, he folded his arms and stood up from his chair and in turn he noticed Lyra flustered heading towards the door saying she needed to go. Blinking Lex looked down at his watch and tilted his head.

Just before he was about to say something, he heard a faint murmur coming from her direction, he blinked several times and something changed. He felt a little thickness on his lips, he put his fingers to them and rubbed to reveal bright pink lipstick.

"Impressive, I wasn't going to ask you to display any magic but thats good. Now, I doubt this was a kiss so I'll have you know pink really isn't my color." He smirked and moved around his desk to the front grabbing a tissue from the corner and wiping the rest of the lipstick off of his lips. He looked at her several times and blinked with a smile before tossing the tissue away, he approached her at the door before she had a chance to turn tail and flee.

"Despite contrary belief about secretaries and their bosses, it really isn't a taboo unless you're married, which I'm not and according to your records neither are you so don't feel like you have to shy away or anything. Besides, a secretary is nothing in the ways of sexual taboo compared to other things found at Wolfram and Hart, Peter in accounting downstairs I'm pretty sure hes two-timing a succubus with a dimension hopping demon named Jane. Not only idiotic, but how intimidating is the name Jane for a demon who can hop dimensions at will." He gave a faint smile and a sigh, hoping to have made her a little more comfortable about her situation. Speaking of which he folded his arms releasing his hand from her shoulder and looked at her rather sternly.

"Also no employee of mine especially my secretary witch is going to be living in a rented trailer. I have a big enough place, you'll grab your stuff and stay with me and we'll sort out living accommodations in the mean time, might take a little while but you'll need a big enough space to work, and resources you might not have on hand." He gave another faint smile before putting his hands in his pocket, walking backwards to take a seat on his desk, awaiting the response from his new secretary/secret-witch.

[LYRA FORESTER JAMES]

TELL ME THAT YOU'VE GOT EVERYTHING YOU WANT
&& Y O U R B I R D C A N S I N G
BUT YOU DON'T GET ME, YOU DON'T GET ME

Lyra grinned, he was quite the funny guy. He approached her and clutched her shoulder, she turned to face him and breathed in. She didn't exactly know what to expect. But he spoke, erasing that anticipation. She found she couldn't stop laughing. She let out a loud burst of laughter and she covered her mouth, she hadn't expected such a loud or sudden laugh. She cleared her throat, and cleared herself away from the space enclosed in between Lex's body and the door. "Well, that's a relief." She spoke jokingly.

He began to speak again, and a stern look came over him. She focussed on every word, well almost. Her eyes kept drifting to behind him and wondering what was out of the window. Her eyes drifted about, then she realized what was coming out of the window, people. Her eyes widened, and unintentionally her handed lifted up to her mouth and covered it. "T-there's, uhm, people--and..."

There were people flying out of the window, one every few minutes maybe. She reached her fingers out and murmured an incantation, the person stopped in mid-air, he looked around, confused. Lyra lifted another arm, whispered another incantation and dragged him in through the window, he simply slid right through the glass. She dropped him on the floor and rushed to his aid, she didn't care if Lex would approve, but she was not getting involved with a company that threw people out windows. "Are you okay? Can you move?"

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[LEXINGTON HOLDEN CRANE]

Beautiful. One of the few words he'd describe this woman he just hired, he blinked awkwardly when she turned to face him after touch her shoulder. He could almost feel the breath when she spoke, ran a chill down his spine he had to near avert his eyes, luckily for him some poor sap was taking a plunge out of the upstairs windows, though as odd as it seemed it wasn't unusual to see. Though if Wolfram and Hart wanted to fire an employee it was more effective to use real fire. The fact that she used her magic to save one of those who were plummeting to their death and through his office window safely spoke volumes, one of which made him doubt that this witch was the right choice.

Sympathy? Would she feel it when she stripped the powers away from the Slayers? How is one anti-Slayer? Maybe he had the wrong idea about the lot of them after all, he had much to learn about his new witch, but if he had to twist her arm to burn those who stand in his way then he must do what he must do, but for now like Wolfram and Hart always does he'd let her cook under evil's glory.

He moved towards the man who Lyra had saved, moving past her he pulled him off the ground and he left to go to his desk, removing one of his business cards he wrote something on it and handed it back to the man. On the card it had the name 'Eve' and a phone number.

"You should leave." He muttered to the man, before turning his attention to Lyra, he figured he'd explain the best he could, because it seemed like she didn't really agree with the method of tossing people out the window. Though, Wolfram and Hart has a reputation, she should have figured it out by now they weren't fighting on the side of Good per-say.

"Lyra, Wolfram and Hart is on the fence of all things, but mostly teetering towards the side of evil. We maintain the scales slightly tipped in the favor of evil, because it benefits us the most to do so. Your employ at Wolfram and Hart is under contract, I believe things like your soul and such are at stake, usually anyway but in your case you work for me, not Wolfram and Hart.

However, I need you to keep a low profile. I'm not asking you to stand by and watch people die but you might have to, I can't let people know that I have a powerful witch working for me or they might be asking questions. The less my father knows the better, and I want this to be a surprise to the senior partners." Lex pushed his togune against his cheek as he moved back over to the desk, not caring if the man had left or not, he knew that if he stayed any longer he might wind up more dead then if he were to hit the ground. Lex grabbed some cups from his desk and filled them up with water from the water cooler in the corner and handed her one.

"You are remarkable, I'll give you that much." He smiled a bit and took a sip of his water.

[LYRA FORESTER JAMES]

TELL ME THAT YOU'VE GOT EVERYTHING YOU WANT
&& Y O U R B I R D C A N S I N G
BUT YOU DON'T GET ME, YOU DON'T GET ME

Lex's voice exited through his mouth, and what came out, somehow, didn't shock her. He simply told her that she would have to keep her magic on the down low, and in the process, possibly -- and she was guessing probably -- have to watch people die. She felt as though she could do that, since she herself had killed slayers and people before, she simply didn't like seeing people die when she was doing the killing. "Yeah, okay." She fiddled with her fingers, looking down. She hoped she didn't seem like she was pouting, but, was she really right for this job? Lex didn't seem too impressed.

Lyra accepted the water he offered her, she smiled as she lifted up the water, "Thanks." She smiled and took a small sip of the water she reached up to fiddle with her hair, she twisted a piece around her finger and waited to see if Lex had any further instructions, or anything to say. She hadn't expected the interview to go this way, but it did. She smiled to herself, 'Hot and charming...She was right.' She being her adoptive mother.

Lex began talking again, he told her she was remarkable, she blushed slightly, "Why, thank-you. You're quite the guy yourself." She felt rather bi-polar, first she was a bit upset, next she was happy, and giggling. She took another sip of her water and again, waited for a response, or something, for him to say. She didn't know if the meeting was over or not, for some reason she'd hoped it wasn't.

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