Thread: A second chance (SithMistress and DeviantAngel)

Face Claim Picture Dress Picture The confusion on Jasmine's face was plain as Crystal spoke of the woman's promotion. Clearly, Crystal was operating on outdated information, if the woman had been in the position for 8 years. She'd just heard about the transition a few months prior, and her sources were usually on the cutting edge when it came to information like that. To be this far out of the loop was disconcerting, to say the least. You're company's PR firm is good. There have been absolutely no leaks of this news. I mean, my own sources are first rate, and we didn't catch wind of this until recently. I had thought that the former CFO had to have either come to his senses, or been replaced. Come to think if it, we did hear about how the CFO was replaced a few years ago. But, we've never been able to find out who took over before a few months ago. Your PR firm deserves a bonus for keeping this that far under wraps. Settling into a seat at the table, Crystal took a sip from her champagne. She giggled as she listened to Jasmine's story, though a part of her wanted to bring up Jasmine's own anatomy. However, she knew it was neither the time, nor the place and would have been an affront to the woman before her. Instead, Crystal decided to regale Jasmine with her own story. I should take a page from your book. Usually, I decline most of the offers they make to set me up. I decided to take a risk about a month ago. Talk about disasters. The woman they set me up with was charming and witty at first. But gods above, was she possessive. After one date, the woman would not stop texting me and trying to set up another date. Calling me her girlfriend and telling me how much she loved me. It was insane. I actually had someone ask me how the sex between us was. When I told that person we'd never had sex, they said that this woman was spreading lies and rumors about me and our supposed relationship. I had to file a restraining order to get her to stop. And then, her sister starts in on me, like I'm the bad guy. Yeah, I'm never letting them set me up again. Crystal was about to regale Jasmine with some war stories from her time in the trenches as a lawyer, but thought better of it. After all, it'd been so long, and so much had changed since they'd broken up. Crystal didn't know if the Jasmine before her would be as amused by her stories as the Jasmine of the past would have been. So rather than talk about her job, Crystal had asked about how Jasmine had been. The woman had been busy, apparently, with the job. However, when she mentioned the cancer, Crystal's hand flew to her mouth in shock. She'd had no idea. Breast cancer? Oh my god. That must have been so terrifying. And to have been so close to a radical mastectomy? I'm amazed you have such a positive attitude about it all. I couldn't even imagine having to go through that kind of fight. But, you're okay now, yes? Cancer free and everything? Crystal took a sip from her champagne before continuing. And I think it's admirable that you take time from your no doubt busy weeks to visit hospitals and spend time with lonely children. Not many would have the courage or fortitude to face cancer again after having stared it down and beaten it. I don't think I could. Being reminded of one's own mortality must be a humbling experience. I'm both fortunate and unfortunate enough to have never experienced such a thing. I won't even begin to try and compare my own experiences to yours. Crystal didn't mind listening as Jasmine flaunted her wealth, albeit in a muted fashion. In a group such as this, she'd have been surprised if the subject hadn't come up. It was just too easy to want to brag about owning a high end sports car or your latest renovations to your mansion. Having grown up, Crystal often fantasized about being able to say something about her summer and winter home. Now that she could, she found it less satisfying than she'd imagined. Her clients not having such fabulous wealth, they resented any mention of such. Crystal was much more interested as Jasmine began talking again about her love life. The crimson haired woman found herself agreeing with some of the sentiments Jasmine had. It was difficult dating someone outside her social class. Middle class women had no idea what was required to maintain such a lofty status. I know exactly what you mean. My last ex was jealous of the fact that I travelled as much as I do for my job. She seemed to think that a lawyer would stay in the same town and only work cases there. However, my lawfirm is a prestigious and global firm, and I am required to travel to take on cases in places like Boston or New York. Hell, I had a case a year ago in London. I was there for 6 months working that case and at trial. My ex couldn't keep up. Draining the dress of champagne from her flute, Crystal smiled at Jasmine. She was surprised at how easily the two had fallen back into old conversation patterns. It was one of the things they never had a problem with in their relationship. They'd been able to talk and understand one another without anything taken out of context or misconstrued. So, what have I been up to. Well, I am working for a new firm. When we broke up, I was up for partner at my dad's firm, Lynd, Strauss and Lyon. However, I was approached by none other than Shirley Schmidt and offered a similar position with greater pay at Crane, Poole and Schmidt Chicago. Let me tell you, working for them is so different than working for my dad. The clientele is just so different. Crystak flagged down a passing server. Excuse me. Can I get a wine list? Thank you. The server nodded and walked away. Anyhow, let me give an example. My most recent case involved a man accused of murder in the state of Texas. Nothing new there. However, the case was weird. The man was impaired, mentally. I don't think he had an IQ over 75. Which is below federal regulations for the death penalty. I was called in to appeal to the High Court in Dallas. Did you know that Texas doesn't have a Supreme Court? I was flabbergasted! Anyhow, after one of my more impassioned monologues, the court dismissed me and my client. A day later, the chief justice hit me up, propositioning me for sex. Can you believe that shit? If it hadn't been for that, some poor, mentally handicapped man would have been put to death. I don't think I'll be going back to Texas any time soon. Crystal took the wine list from the server as soon as she returned, perusing the selection. Thank the gods. You still have it. Can I get a bottle of the Rutherford Hill Merlot? The 2002 vintage. Their best year, in my opinion. Oh, and a pair of glasses? Crystal giggled as the server walked away. Hope you don't mind. You know how much I love a good bottle of wine. Anyhow, to answer an unasked question. Yes, I, too, am currently single. I've come to the epiphany that I just suck at choosing people to date. Ever since we broke up, it's just been a string of bad dates, gold diggers and egomaniacs. The closest I've had to a normal relationship was with a doctor who understood my schedule, as her own was just as hectic. Things were great until she met an EMT. The shared medical background meant I had little left to offer her, and the last I heard, she's now Chief of Emergency Medicine at County General. I wonder how Kerry is doing now. Crystal sat back, lost in thought for a moment. Up until that moment, she hadn't thought about how much of a mess her love life had become. Between her job and social calender, she had a lot to keep her busy, and didn't have the time to reflect she'd one had. Wow. I didn't realize how fucked up my love life was until just now. It's weird. Looking at my exes and the traits they had that I'd fallen for, I'm surprised I hadn't seen it sooner. Crystal looked up and gazed into Jasmine's blue eyes. Ariana had similar eyes to you. Gina had your hair and happy-go-lucky attitude. Kerry had your drive and figure. And Helena had your heart and charisma. Funny, I didn't realize how much our breakup had affected me until now. Weird, huh?