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| Topic Started: Dec 3 2008, 08:10 PM (92 Views) | |
| Nathaniel Thyne | Dec 3 2008, 08:10 PM Post #1 |
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This was pathetic. They had next to no evidence against him, and still those pushy lawyers were insisting that Nathaniel had been the one to kill that Romanian couple. It was a bloody outrage - the one time he had nothing to do with a hit, he got charged for it! This kind of blasphemy simply would not stand. At first he'd thought, 'relax Nate, the police don't suck that badly. They'll clear your name and you'll be fine.' But after about an hour of waiting for that to happen he'd gotten impatient, and had decided to take matters into his own hands. A while back somebody had given him the card (just in case) of a lawyer who was apparently very skilled - supposedly named P. Hannah. He figured it was about time to use it. He was now at the address of Mr. or Ms. Hannah's office, debating on whether to actually go in or not. He'd never been very comfortable with lawyers.. ah well. There wasn't any point just standing outside. Upon entering he was greeted with the sight of a woman seated at a receptionist's desk - it didn't take rocket science to figure out that she was the secretary here. "I'm here to see P. Hannah," he stated simply, walking to the desk and waiting for the woman to allow him through. |
 "Cause I'm the fucking king of the world." Nathaniel Thyne :: Rogue :: Doctor :: Sociopath | |
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| Pierce Hannah | Dec 5 2008, 01:03 AM Post #2 |
The whole package
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 Blanche Darley Human, 29, Secretary Under normal circumstances, Blanche might not complain about having to do her job. But at that moment, she felt she would much rather be home with her five month daughter than catching up on paperwork that wasn't hers to do to begin with. Well, it was hers now because it was dumped onto her. And she'd pretty much be stuck working overtime to get the massive stack filled out and filed. With these new laws coming into place, everybody was flocking to the legal firms for advice. And Colville & Clowes, being as reputable as they were, got a very large amount of traffic as a result. She wasn't in the best moods today either. She really didn't need an interruption like this guy that just decided to waltz into Mr. Hannah's office. To top it off, he spoke English. Which meant she'd be expected to speak English back. This wasn't something she liked as she was never much good with languages. Ever since word of Mr. Hannah's arrival spread, she had to take a crash course in it before he was to come. It didn't go too well sometimes as at first, she did make a lot of mistakes and her pronunciation was atrocious. That was almost a year ago now. Nowadays she can form sentences without making a total fool of herself. Most of the time. Though it was a relief that Mr. Hannah was also fluent in French and Latin as well as English. The guy that just walked in didn't seem to share her boss's talents for linguistics. She really didn't understand why someone who decided to live in a country would simply refuse to learn and speak the language native to the land. Instead, the natives in the country would have to adapt to the visitors. It really did annoy Blanche sometimes. Moreso on the bad days. She peered over the top of her paperwork at the tall, cocky looking guy. He was rather handsome. Maybe she'd find him attractive if she was half a decade younger and wasn't married and with a child. "Oui monsieur. Do you 'ave an appointment?" She said, being as polite as possible and not trying to sound annoyed at the interruption. Anticipating the answer would be 'no', she took out the clipboard for him to fill out some forms for making an appointment. In French. Normally, there was no forms. But now, because of the busy times, there was a lot of waiting in the office to be done by visitors and clients while the staff worked full speed and she simply didn't have the time to take down his details while he recited and spelled it all out for her. So he was going to have to do it himself. Edited by Pierce Hannah, Dec 8 2008, 12:32 AM.
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| Nathaniel Thyne | Dec 6 2008, 10:49 PM Post #3 |
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The fact that he was in France and was expected to learn French had sort of escaped Nathaniel. English was the world's official spoken language and it was the only one he knew to use. It was a weakness for him, other languages always having been somewhat difficult for him to comprehend. He'd attempted to learn Italian at one point... suffice was to say he'd failed miserably. "No," had been his rather simple response. After getting a look at the forms she'd taken out, he decided that an appointment was unnecessary. Too bad for Mr or Ms or whatever it was Hannah, but they were hereby getting an unexpected client. "You know what?" He said, smiling brightly at the woman. "I don't really need an appointment. I promise I'll try and speed things up, but you see, I'm on a bit of a time limit before I get thrown into jail... and it'd be great if Mr. or Mrs Hannah could help me out. Now. Thanks." She wasn't the only one not in the best of moods. Nathaniel didn't particularly like the idea of being charged with a crime he didn't commit.. and honestly, how the hell was he supposed to fill out those forms without knowing what they said? It wasn't as if he carried a French-English dictionary around with him everywhere he went. Ignoring any protests the receptionist may have had, because frankly Nate just didn't care about what she had to say, he walked past her desk and to the door labeled 'P. Hannah's office'. Walking inside the room, he was greeted with the sight of a certain old acquaintance of his sitting at a computer desk, clicking the mouse at approximately two second intervals. "... Hello Pookie Bear." |
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| Pierce Hannah | Dec 20 2008, 12:16 AM Post #4 |
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The whole package
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So this was officially the busy season in a law office like Colville & Clowes. A new psycho lady president was elected and suddenly everyone wants to fight the legal system and avoid being microchipped like their cats & dogs. The entire firm had their work cut out for them. Only Pierce was sick of it all. He was beyond caring at that point. He was supposed to be a law abiding citizen working at a respected law firm for a human, law abiding boss with his human, law abiding law degree. Despite the fact that the whole ordeal only recently started and he was booked out for the next few months straight, Pierce was just about fed up with the big debate going on about the new laws already. He had his appointment at the doc's the following Saturday for his implant. He was going to get it and not whinge about it like every other shapeshifter in the country. He just didn't give a crap about who knew his whereabouts and who knew that he was a werecobra. He had a very public occupation where he doubted any person walking through his door didn't know about what he was and what he turned into every full moon. So instead of looking over his appointments for the day and preparing files for his next client, he procrastinated with minesweeper. Horribly unprofessional of him, maybe. But it was effective at showing just how much of a rat's ass he gave about the new laws. He just didn't understand how some people needed their rights repeated to them in essay form and how they didn't understand it the first 10 times when he told them he won't be helping them lead a revolution against the French government and how his pride as a wereanimal had nothing to do with the fact that he wasn't ready to fight a lawsuit against the whole country in regards to a law that he saw in the same regards as the 'no parking in disabled parking bays' one. People that cared too much and took political issues to heart annoyed him to no end. So minesweeper it was. Well, that was until he heard Blanche arguing outside his door with what was probably someone coming to see him and complain about their rights being violated and how their political views were so important that they should be allowed to jump the appointment queue and just go see their heroic lawyer straight away. Little did they know... After about a minute or so of the arguing, the door swung open and voices and people spilled into his office. Pierce didn't budge. He kept his eyes on the computer screen muttering "Blanche. I said I'm busy and don't want to be disturbed..." Blanche began to apologize immediately and take the latest 'client' away. But instead of the man that Pierce only saw in the corner of his eye listening to the woman, a familiar voice spoke. "... Hello Pookie Bear." Pierce cocked his eyebrow and looked up to see his old friend Nathaniel Thyne staring at him from the door. He grinned. "Nurse Joy. To what do I owe the pleasure?" |
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| Nathaniel Thyne | Jan 3 2009, 11:58 AM Post #5 |
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The secretary person had followed him into the office - what the hell did she want now? He only glanced at her as she placed a hand on his arm to try and guide him out, a good glare being enough for the woman to back off and let go. Though obviously it wasn't enough for her to leave, as she stayed standing by the door. Nathaniel wanted to cringe at his old dorm mate's nickname for him - 'Nurse Joy' - but somehow managed a smirk, instead. The whole 'Nurse Joy' thing had started not long after Pierce had learned of Nate's 'Leroy Jenkins' identity. Pierce had started calling him 'Jenny', soon followed by 'Officer Jenny' when the two had been hanging out once, and Nathaniel had made a remark about how Nurse Joy would've been more appropriate... Unfortunately the name had stuck. As for 'Pookie Bear', that name could be credited to an old girlfriend of Pierce's, Brittany Joanne Smith. A silly little blonde girl whose irritating inquisitive nature and southern drawl had eventually gotten her killed. By Nathaniel (who was quite proud of that particular hit). She used to refer to Pierce as her Pookie Bear, and Nate had adopted the nickname after her death. Looking around the office, the wolf took note of the fact that there was nothing particularly outstanding anywhere in the room. All the furniture, anything hung up on the walls, seemed to blend together just so perfectly.. and boringly. Couldn't Pierce have spiced up his workplace a little bit? Made it any friendlier? Not that Nathaniel would have done it either; but at least where he did his work was a little more comfortable. "I'm in need of your legal assistance, Pookie. It seems I've gotten myself into a bit of a bind, one which requires a lawyer of your.. establishment to aid me." He walked further into the office, not yet taking a seat anywhere. It was rude, after all. "The police have decided to frame me for a crime I didn't commit. And seeing as how I kind of like being free, and not being in jail.. I'd quite appreciate it if you could do anything to help." |
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| Pierce Hannah | Jan 4 2009, 06:15 PM Post #6 |
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The whole package
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With Blanche gone out the door, Nathaniel comfortably made his way into Pierce's office, examining the professionally decorated modern space. The entire thing was themed black and white with some obscurely boring and sensible looking furniture and ornaments. Just the way Pierce liked it at work. Lawyers were usually boring people anyway... "I'm in need of your legal assistance, Pookie." Pierce sat back in his chair, listening to Nathaniel speak. "It seems I've gotten myself into a bit of a bind, one which requires a lawyer of your.. establishment to aid me. he police have decided to frame me for a crime I didn't commit. And seeing as how I kind of like being free, and not being in jail.. I'd quite appreciate it if you could do anything to help." The entire time Pierce hadn't taken his hand off the computer mouse or stopped with his clicking. He also noticed that Nathaniel seemed to have forgotten that Pierce had two chairs and a couch in the office. Either that or he was blind to them. "Feel free to park it anywhere Joy." He said through clicks, his eyes on the screen. "I'm surprised actually. You crossing the seas and coming to look for me all the way from Chicago. I know I'm good... But there are good lawyers in the US too." He mocked, deliberately playing dumb. |
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| Nathaniel Thyne | Mar 8 2009, 05:12 PM Post #7 |
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Thread to be continued in Other Locations. |
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"Cause I'm the fucking king of the world." Nathaniel Thyne :: Rogue :: Doctor :: Sociopath | |
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