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Thread: No Turning Back (Alvis Alendran&SHARPii)

She looked down at a contently purring and sleeping Rumple and almost laughed. How silly of her to think that she could get away with bringing the little creature into the bar. Though considering the kind of bar it was, she wouldnt be so surprised if she could stow him around her bosss office to play around in for a few hours. Its not like she closed that night anyways. She got off the moment the bar closed but she wasnt required to stay and help. Not tonight at least. Yeah, probably. She looked at him briefly before watching his hand as it came over to the feline creature in her lap. She smiled a small smile one that did reach her eyes though because of the affection he showed. It was sweet. It almost felt human to be conversing with someone like Harrison Trenton. Then again, she always tried to avoid him mostly because of her first reaction to him she thought he was Harrison Ford. Naturally, Mallory didnt keep that a secret from her boss. This was before she and Esther became as good of friends as they are now. Thank you Mr. Trenton. I really do appreciate this. However, her plans to drink after she got off work were not thwarted because he would be there and give her a ride home even. She didnt want to be drunk out of her mind. Four shots knocked back immediately were all it took to get her drunk enough. Last night she had six. That should say something. Esther Martin was a total lightweight. Well considering what you did tonight, consider all drinks for you and you alone, on the house. She bit her lower lip and then opened her mouth to speak. That invitation doesnt extend to another person. She pursed her lips. Dont think Ill let that slide. Her lips twitched at the corners as she smiled a bit before enjoying the rest of the ride home. Good. This was good. Talking was good. This was normal. She told him how to get to her little apartment. It was a relatively quick drive. Once she was there, she walked up the little path that led to the stairs of the building, having let him know shed be right out. Going up, she deposited a sleeping Rumple on her bed and set out newspapers around for him if he had to do some business while she was out. He was a well trained house cat. Hed know what it meant. She hoped. At the same time, she was able to change out of her firm clothes. At the firm, she dressed in professional attire. For the bar? Esther came out of her apartment building in all black. She had a cropped black jacket on mostly in case the temperature decided to drop even more that night but underneath was a corseted tank top with ripped black skinny jeans and black New Rocks. She learned when she dressed like this on accident, she got the most business and the most tips. She made sure to dress like this often. She always went home with more than enough tips to help with payments and spending. The money she got from her job at the firm was her salary. The money she got from the bar was her spending money. Her hair was untied, she wore a bit of more thicker eyeliner and she got into his car. Looking at him, she just smiled a little bit. Ready to go?
Thread: No Turning Back (Alvis Alendran&SHARPii)

Harrison cocked an eyebrow as he saw her coming out of the building. This was...unexpected to sya the least. But then again, she had named the bar as The Spot, which hardly sounded like one of the upper class locations he was known to frequent. If how she was dressed was an indication of the clientelle that she was going to be working with, then it was a good guess that the suit jacket he wore was likely worth more than the rest of the clientelle's wardrobes put together. But that was hardly relevant, he thought to himself. So this was Esther when she let her hair down. In this case, literally let her hair down. Harrison had always found himself drawn to more sophisticated women, ones that he felt were meeting him on equal ground. His dating life had been...intersting. A few dalliances here and there with other lawyers of similar standing, Which had been satisfying, an affair that had lasted almost a year with a govenor's wife, before he had ended things when she began to speak of leaving her husband for him, and a single, electrifying month that he spent with a professional dominatrix. It had bene like two stroms colliding, each fighting for dominance in teh relationship, until all of the passion and effort had bled out of them, leaving them both in agreement that it was time to end things. Esther however, met none of these things. After all, she a very junior member of the firm, and several years younger than he typically observed. But the rough and tumble look actually sat well on her. With a little practice, she could carry a dangerous air that would likely make her even more appealing to him. But that was not something one said to a woman that you had just met recently, and more importantly, worked for you. Of course. He replied, smiling back.
Thread: No Turning Back (Alvis Alendran&SHARPii)

As John did go over to Mindy and stole her away since they werent busy at all now that the band had leftthe main attraction for the night at The Spot goneEsther was pouring herself another shot. It wasnt that they got free booze and each employee who was old enough to drink could but the owner just didnt care. And since his bartenders brought in good money and his drawers never came up short, he hardly complained. Basically, as long as The Spot didnt go out of business because his bartenders took freebies, he was okay. Tabitha was on the other side of the bar and she was staring at Esther, more like glaring at her. Esther was completely oblivious as she was about to knock back the second. Then her eyes caught a glimpse of Mr. Trenton and she froze. Shit! She put the shot down immediately. With that nod and raise of his glass, she knew he had seen her down the first shot. Now all she could think about was Bree telling her in front of a partnerthank the stars it was not Mr. Trenton!that she was an incompetent twit. She turned and her face flushed. She didnt touch a drink for the rest of her shift. When she did get off, she went to the back and said her goodbyes to peoplenamely John and Ernest, the owner who was always huddled up in his officeand then walked over to Mr. Trenton at his table. She put her hands in the pockets of her jeans and nodded to him. So how did your night go? She asked, taking a seat down at the table he sat and crossed a leg over the other. Sorry you got dragged in here tonight and Im even more sorry that it was such a busy night. I had no idea. I got called in last minute. She sighed softly. She felt guilty. Plus, he was Harrison Trenton. Kind of a big deal. We should go though. I dont want to take up any more of your time and be an even bigger burden. She stood up. Plus, she knew how busy top notch lawyers were. Shall we?
Thread: No Turning Back (Alvis Alendran&SHARPii)

Her abstaining from alcohol after sighting him was a little predictable, and vaugely disapointing. But it was also hardly surprising. After all, when a senoir partner of the firm was present, you would hardly feel inclined to cut loose and act out. A more stringent partner might hold such a night against you. Harrison wasn't typically one to follow such a practice, but he understood the line of reasoning that it would follow. A part of him was impressed at her restraint, and another a little let down. It might have proved to be a fascinating experience to see what she as like when she was a little more uninhibited. The waitress had surprised him, producing a number of glasses, just as he'd asked, of Glen Livet. He'd expected the standard fare of twelve year swill, but he'd been pleasantly surprised to find eighteen year in his glass. it was a most welcome diversion. It was not what he had grown accustomed to, with twenty-one year being his norm, but eighteen in a dive bar like this was a nice change of pace and expectation. He nursed his drinks along, prolonging the experience. The band was abrasive to his ears, but he understood, the masses neeed to be satisified, or there was no business to be done. He spent a good portion of the night crowd watching with his scotch. Which was a pleasent experience for him. Here he saw a man who was likely a banker during normal business hours, trying desperately to impress a woman who had no interest in him. In fact, if Harrison had to bet money, he'd have bet that the woman was in fact married. To the left, he saw a member of the band hitting on no less than five women at once. god as they might be to the general masses, they did not command that level of respect and awe that one woud need to woo such a crowd. Harrison watched as the man reached beyond his grasp, and failed utterly because of it. Regardless of the result, Harrison felt that the man might one day go far for such an attitude. Or he might be held back by his comrades. It was impossible to tell for sure. Harrison watched as Esther approached him, and he smiled, thinking to put her at at least a slight amount of ease. My night was surprising. I had no idea such a place carried a decently aged scotch. He admitted, gesturing with one of his empty glasses. There were three of them before him, leaving two glasses, each generously filled with two and a half shots. And I agree that we likely should be off, I am loathe to waste such a substance. he said calmly, sliding one of the glasses across the table towards her. I insist on this. Share a drink with me. Help me make sure that I've wasted nothing tonight. And never assume you are a burden Miss Martin. I have always been willing to take the time to know who it is that works within my company. And I make a particular effort to know the up and comers of the company, which I most certainly believe you to be one of. He said calmly. After this, I will take you home, and ensure that you settle for the night.
Thread: No Turning Back (Alvis Alendran&SHARPii)

Looking down at the table when he offered a drink, insisting on it, she let out a small sigh. To her, liquor was liquor though because of her father, she did have quite the appreciation for the amber colored ones like scotch, whiskey, bourbon and brandy. Mm, she could do well with a nice brandy tonight but she also knew that the Glen Livet was a pretty nicely aged scotch and she wouldnt be rude to turn it down. Though she didnt intend to drink it like she did with a shot. This was the one to appreciate. Pulling her chair out, she sat down again and then took the glass he offered, raising it up to him in a small cheers gesture before she took a nice sip. She sat back and with a small sigh, tilted her head back, feeling some cricks cracking and she closed her eyes. That was nectar alright and hit the spot just perfectly. Tilting her head, she sat up a bit and then regarded him, sighing softly. I really owe you a lot Mr. Trenton. Thank you so much. For everything. She had her glass set down and looked at him with a sincere look. Really. I dont know what I would have done and I wasnt expecting anything of it. Is there anything I need to do to compensate for your time. I know youre incredibly busy and this surely wouldnt have been easy. She had it in her mind that this must have been quite the problem for him or such a damper on him and his time. Despite what he said, she couldnt get it out of her head. What was she compared to him? Nothing, in the slightest. She was just a runner at the firm he was a partner at. Yeah, she was at the bottom of the food chain and even just being a runner, she knew how expensive Harrison Trentons time was. Surely there was going to be a major fee for him just even arriving at the scene of the crime.
Thread: No Turning Back (Alvis Alendran&SHARPii)

Harrison actually felt that had he been another man, he might have been touched by her words. Here was a woman who had a firm grasp of her place in the current scheme of things, but was reluctant to make assumptions. It was a valuble attitude. But with how her night had been, it was clear she needed something of a human response from him, and he was more than capable of being very convincing on that front. Miss Martin, you owe me nothing. Truly. What I might have asked for my arrival would be in this glass. He answered, holding the scotch for emphasis. I am not sure if word had reached you in the runners den, but we closed the Sleipman case today, so I am without a particular case to devote myself to. And the firm has a very clear policy about employees who need representation in any legal matters. It is provided, pro bono, by the best qualified lawyer available. As luck would have it, that was me. It was a strange policy really, one that had earned Harrison a lot of questioning when the other chief partner, Garrett Lloyd, had found out about it. Lloyd had debated the merits of the policy for the first year, until they had resolved four separate cases for emplyees who went on to be star lawyers in their fields, loyalties very firmly in the hands of Harrison and Lloyd. Masters who sacrifice for their servants receive the gift of loyalty. It was what he'd said to Lloyd those years ago, and Lloyd had scoffed until the evidence started coming in. Now, it was one of the biggest perks to working at the firm. That and the pay scale that was always higher than other firms. It had made Harrison and Lloyd into a continent spanning legal powerhouse. How long have you been with us at the firm Miss Martin? He asked, his mind moving along a specified path. It was pssible that her friend had been talkig to her about her work, and harrison was curious as to how much she knew. It would be imprudent and crass to press her about it now, or even in the next few days. But if she was the type to bury herself in work to cope with grief, then he was certainly willing to help her in that regard. There is an opening in the File processing department at the firm. I don't expect you back at work for a while after tonight, but should you be inclined, I can personally garuntee that there will be a better place than runner at the firm for you. It was an easy promise to make. The processing department was a rough position, but one that everyone had to wade through to advance. Deadlines were tight, workloads were high, but efficiency was prized, rewarded, and the pay was a significant leg up from runner. Nearly doubled in fact, and there was also never a shortage of overtime for those who wanted it. Because of the pressure of the position, there was always at least one opening for someone. All you needed was someone that ranked a job higher than processing to approve you in. Harrison had little doubt that Bree Larkin would try and block such an approval if it came from anyone below her. On a curious impulse, harrison resolved to see if that had already happened in thr morning.
Thread: No Turning Back (Alvis Alendran&SHARPii)

Harrison nodded, and finished his own drink. Processing the files is hardly rocket science either. Hectic at times, but not complicated. And four years as a runner is a long time. But I will not press you on this, just know that the offer to place you in the department will stand for as long as you work with us. He said smoothly. Well, she was planning to come into work. That was good, in and of itself, though lmiting herself to a runner, that was not what he'd expected. He honestly felt that if she gave herself th chance she could go far in teh firm, perhaps even getting up to management in the office regions if she had no desire to pursue a full legal career. But he somehow had the impression that she might have other goals and agendas to pursue. Indeed, I've little doubt that the police will have left several messages with my office to speak with you tomorrow. Did you wish to speak to them? You've no requirement to of course, adn we cna keep them at bay for as long as is needed. He told her as he led her out of the building. He spared a moment to glance at the doorman, who instantly averted his gaze, not willing to try and look Harrison in the eyes. It was not a terribly noticable movement, but it did please Harrison somehwhat. One more person who had learned their place around him. The investigation by the police didn't bother him overly much. After all, most of them had developed a firm understanding with Harrison. They left him alone, and in exchange, the police never need worry about runnig dry of funding, nor of qualified lawyers to make sure certain criminals went away hard. In that way, Harrison had ensured that people who tried to interfere with his affairs had been brought out the way. He led her bakc to his car, thankfully unmolested by the area. Doing the gallant thing, he opened and held the car door for Esther, the gesture seeming almost second nature to him, as thought it might be something that he had done often enough to be a reflex. Once she was in, he made the trip back to her apartment easily, not needing the directions repeated. He parked in front of the building. Will you be all right alone tonight? He asked her, only a sense of honest concern in his voice.
Thread: No Turning Back (Alvis Alendran&SHARPii)

She was sure it wasnt hard to do but the way she saw it was she didnt want to try and go anywhere. Sure, more pay would be nice so she wouldnt be stuck with the bare minimum since a lot of her pay check went to paying off school loans but it was worth it. She liked bartending anyways and sure, she was always keeping her eyes open with regards to teaching. She wanted to teach. She had always wanted to be a teacher and she was going to do it. Life happens though and Esther knew herself well and she knew that she wouldnt be able to teach if she knew that her best friends killer wasnt caught, the case not yet completed properly and no justice in the justice system. It just didnt sit right! Ill think about it. She said simply, which she just might but at least it wasnt really a no and neither was she turning him down and shutting him out. If anything, she didnt want him to think her ungrateful. She was. Eternally, especially since he didnt need to do all that he was doing or did. With a resigned sigh though about the police, she nodded slowly. Even if she wanted to evade it, she couldnt. It just wouldnt be the right thing to do. She knew shed have to talk to them more, especially if this thing was going to get solved. She was required to participate. I dont mind talking to them. Maybe itll be easier. I mean Ive told them all I already know. But if they need anything more from me, Ill be happy to tell them. It didnt even occur to her to have mentioned that Abby had something to tell her about the firm. Something big. She thought about it now and wanted to mention it to Mr. Trenton but then decidedly stayed mum. Instead, she left with him from The Spot and walked out. About to reach open to pull the handle on his car door, she stopped when he did and smiled her thanks before settling in. Buckling up, Esther sat back and enjoyed the quiet ride. While on the way, the alcohol she had downed from before was starting to take a nice hit. It was some really nice scotch and she was a lightweight. Its not like she got drunk fast and its not like she was drunk right now. But any inhibitions were out the window by the time they arrived to her place. She was feeling a little bitrisky. Looking to him, she tilted her head, unbuckling her seat belt. Was that an invitation? Probably not. And with the way she was thinking, he probably wasnt thinking that either at all when he asked. Just being kind. But she had some alcohol in her, hadnt eaten much today or recently as it is. I think I could be uneasy about being alone tonight. Did you want to come inside? She crossed a leg over the other and sat back. Im sure I could rummage around to find something of your fancy to drink. Would you mind? The way she saw it, she wasnt okay. He was offering. And she drank enough to not care at the moment. Why wouldnt she ask this pretty hunky senior partner lawyer to come inside and stay with her? It was worth a shot at least Oh, she hadnt even though about what she would do if he did say no.
Thread: No Turning Back (Alvis Alendran&SHARPii)

Harrison nodded as she spoke. Talkig to the police was a good move for her, and by doing it in the office, he'd be able to find out exactly what she did know. It was a fine plan. H emade the offer, fully expecting her to turn him down to be honest. She'd been doing so well, it hadn't occurred to himthat she might want someone else on hand in the apartment. But by her stance when she agreed to it, and the offer of further alcohol, it became very, very clear what she was after. All of the reasons to refuse climbed up to the fore of his brain. And then took a step back. He could agree to accompany her to her apartment, and then make sure that this was in fact what she was pursuing. Very well Miss Martin. Shall we? He said calmly, putting his car in park, and shutting it down. Why not? She might be in a bad state to make good decisions, but the fact remained that it might be a good idea to give her a pleasant...diversion. And it would likely only make her trust him further. He gave her a quick look again. And it wasn't as though he found anything about her that would be objectionable. She seemed to have a strong independant streak in her, adn that made him wonder exactly what she might be like. It was with that thought he decided that he would make sure she had to 'talk him into it', but that he would accept any kind of logical reason that she offered.
Thread: No Turning Back (Alvis Alendran&SHARPii)

Esther wasnt sure if she was noticing how he seemed to glance about her apartmentnot that she technically saw since she was pouring drinks for themor if she could see the look in his eye, if it was exuding the judgment towards her place. She knew it was hardly up to par, especially one to meet, greet and cater to a senior partner in. It was the bare minimum. She had one TV but not even cable, just a bevy of DVDs to watch which she rather enjoyed. Thats what every Friday night was after her shift at the bar. Movie night. Lately, Pride and Prejudice , Sweeney Todd and Les Miserables were on repeat in her DVD, the only ones she wanted to watch really and perhaps her three favorite movies. Situated on the couch and staring down at her drink, she was filled with nerves and a bit of worries because he had yet to answer her question. She had no idea why she was being this way. Well okay, she did know why. It was because of the drinks and she certainly wasnt going to stop on one gin and tonic. It was properly made the way a bartender like her would know how to make it. Shed been bartending for three years, almost four. She knew how to mix and she had a feeling the knowledge wouldnt disappear. Not when she enjoyed her drinks as much as she did. No, Esther was not an alcoholic. She could live without it. It was a nice little treat. Sipping it, she looked up when she felt a warm hand on her knee. She knew it was warm because the knee he touched had the rip on it. Her skin was smooth and soft and his skin was warm. A nice contrast that worked together, like milky way. Her eyes met his and she seemed to almost turn into mush under his gaze and his soft comfort he offered with his words and gestures. She smiled softly, moving her hand over his own and gave a small squeeze before taking it back. She took more of a gulp of her drink rather than a sip and she brought her legs up so they were bent to the side of her. So, what is there to the Harrison Trenton that is so famous here in our town and at the firm? She was curious. He wasvery serious, so Esther believed him to be. This was like seeing the real man of him. Granted, thats what she thought. She thought she was seeing the real Harrison Trenton. Its not like she was going to suddenly feel special about it either. No. She didnt even know what was going through his head. At the same time, she didnt even want to know.