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Post by Deleted on Oct 21, 2013 8:14:33 GMT
"Babysitting, today are we? Well I've got just the pro bono for you, Isaac~" his boss sang, pulling out a manila folder and handing it to him. Mr. Kirsch winced, then glanced down at it and rubbing his nails lackadaisically on his jacket. The creature. The child. The girl. Whatever. It's name was Ellie, and that was as far as he got into listening before he flipped her voice on mute and just told her to follow him. He had work to do, and the very idea that he might be responsible for another person's child for the next five hours was preposterous. Yet here she was, following the invisible rat tail that stuck out of his pants. You know, the ones all lawyers have and thank god every day is invisible.
"You answer all her questions, now. All of them," his lady boss wrapped up, shaking her finger under Mr. Kirsch's nose. Then she leaned down to his charge. "And you can come to me if he doesn't. Consider him your dog for the day, sweetheart. He's all yours, free of charge!"
After they said their farewells, a sour Mr. Kirsch led Ellie outside, where he shut his boss's office door carefully behind him. For a moment, his eyes tilted down to Ellie, but he had nothing useful to say. | @nan04 |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 22, 2013 0:22:08 GMT
 A PENNY FOR YOUR THOUGHTS To be honest, Ellie would've liked to get assigned to her daddy for Career Day, but this man, Mr. Kirsch she was told, seemed like a good person, so she wasn't worried all that much.
He was scary though, not an evil type of scary. The sort that made her watch where she walked, made her make sure she walked a few paces behind him, the sort where she felt afraid to ask questions.
Ellie never felt afraid to ask questions.
She listened to Mr. Kirsch's boss as she spoke, and nodded along, but she didn't do anything else. Not until they left the room and Mr. Kirsch glanced at her. He didn't say anything, but the look he gave her scared her. She felt pressured all of the sudden, pressured to say something to make the air a little less tense.
"U-um, s-so... what are we.. o-or more you... going to do...?" She asked.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 26, 2013 6:09:18 GMT
"Work like the dwarves," he said, heaving a sigh. An hour ago, his secretary had given him a small baggie of tootsie rolls with a queer smile. She said he would be clueless. Following her instructions, he now pulled out the plastic baggie of chocolate taffies and gave them to the kid. Then, he opened his briefcase, in which there was another, smaller, child-sized briefcase. It was made of a very fine, floppy, leather from a top-end designer store. It smelled new and important. Isaac believed a lawyer is half his appearance. He passed this down to her, too.
Finally, he fished out a ball point pen and a small notepad, and gave these too her this time kneeling down. "Always be prepared, okay?" he said. Like him.
The little girl had a precious, honest face. When Isaac looked at her, he saw a blank slate. There was no rigidity or confidence in what she knew. None of his iron, just soft uncertainty. Ideas had yet to settle in those eyes, and her young voice was refreshing. Getting up, he held out his hand, but it felt robotic. "We're going to the courthouse." | @nan04 |
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Post by Deleted on Nov 18, 2013 2:39:21 GMT
Work like dwarves? Did that mean they were going to work in a mine and try to find diamonds? Ellie's eyes glanced around and she guess, no, they would not be doing that today. Everything looked to clean and proper to be a mine, or lead to a mine, or be anywhere near a mine. So Ellie wasn't sure what he meant, but she didn't ask.
Ellie took the candies, and briefcase and pen and notebook, and she tried her best to shove the candies, pen and notebook into the briefcase as fast as she could. She felt like she achieved something when she got everything to fit and was holding it like the man - Isaac - was hold it. She felt somewhat important, but had to remind herself she was just a little kid, she wasn't important yet. She'd missed his sentence about being prepared while she was trying to put everything away.
When she put her full, undivided attention back on the adult, he was standing and telling her they were going to the courthouse, whatever that meant. She guessed it was somewhere important, so she nodded and glanced at the hand he had extended to her and hesitantly reached out to hold it, was she supposed to be doing this? She wasn't sure, she wasn't sure about anything really. "S-so, um, what do you do in the c-court...house?" Was that an okay question to ask? Ellie got nervous because she wasn't sure if it was, she felt like she was going to embarrass herself or something.
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