Same Old Song and Dance [RedierxTinyThings]

A silent ticking was the only sound to fill the large office, this early in the morning. Being a multi-preferencial corporation, there wasn't a lot going on on this floor. This floor contained a few high-priority offices, such as each department leader's and the owners. The office contained several other cubical areas, where secretaries and assistants worked together, to put mix the work of the different departments together, exchanging deals and other things together.
The coorporation by the name of: "Mirkwoods", was in the lead of both medicinal research and technology. They made new and effective ways, to create better healthcare. They'd found many cures for deceases in the past, and had created machines and technology that bettered the lives of thousands. And nothing there, had never been extensively expensive to aquire from the Mirkwoods's shelves. They often donated many of their products to help centers across the states, helping them better care for their patients, when their money didn't quite reach their potential.
So Mirkwoods was known as a well meaning company, and not just another rich establishment, taking advantage of the poor and their situation.

This business topology was, in large, because of the owner; Ms Jana Angelie Mirkwoods. Seen as a prime example of generosity, she'd worked this way, ever since she started. And she did so, at a young age. She'd been lucky to get friends in all the right places, helping her build a scientific and calculative mind. And with the help of friends, she'd started Mirkwoods from the bottom, and it had instantly build up to become a huge thing. And this knowledge, generosity and good mindedness, she'd brought down onto her daughter; Jaina Angelie Mirkwoods. And now, her daughter had taken over the company, with Jana's retirement. Jaina had changed up a few things when she started. She'd created a little more synergy between the different departments, and it had been her idea to bring the different department managers and leaders together. Jaina's mother had been extremely proud of her daughter, and had without any fear, moved to a small private Island, off the coast of Florida, where she now lived out her retirement, in one of the large mansions there, another of them reserved for her daughter, as a vacation home.

Jaina sighed softly, as she looked towards the clock, a small smirk spreading across the red lips. The new girl, was already late. Maybe only with a few minutes, but late nevertheless. This, was exactly why she'd gotten up a little earlier. So she could be prepared, and seated, should her new secretary be late. The young woman was a beautiful thing, and Jaina had something boiling inside of her, that she needed to let loose. And her beautiful new secretary, would be her victim. A shiver went down her spine at the thought, causing her to drop the pen she'd been playing with, leaning back into her chair. She wore a tight, classy outfit today, that showed off just enough of her body, to make most males drool a little. Her long shapely legs cascaded from her short skirt, neatly covered by thin stockings. And when she sat just right, one could see the straps holding the stockings up. A pair of high heels donned her feet, one being clicked against the ground as she waited. Her breasts where held up well by her bra and tight shirt, showing off just a respectable bit of cleavage.
She didn't actually have anything to do, but she had a few things for her secretary to do. This meant, that being late, was a bit of a convenience. Not a huge deal, but big enough to make a little fuzz about it, and make the new girl shiver a bit in her knees, of fear of loosing her new job on her first day. And so, Jaina waited, her brown eyes gazing to the clock as she did, raven locks strolling down her back, a few strains finding their way to her face.

"Samantha dear, your skirt isn't zipped up in the back" Sam's neighbour called out to her as she was quickly running to her car.
"O Jeez, thanks Ms. Manu, you're a lifesaver" Sam called back as she quickly reached around and zipped up her skirt, making a mental note that she owned Ms. Manu a favour. Sam jumped into her old, beat up, honda civic and turned the ignition key... the car wouldn't turn over.
"God dammit not now, come on you hunk of metal, start!" Sam swore at her old car. Finally after the third try, the engine turned over and the car starting moving forward. She could still make it on time if the roads weren't too congested.

Samantha Fisher was a ordinary 23 year old female. She had grown up in a small town up north, and thus had that small town girl modest look. She had her long red hair tied in a pony tail, her bangs perfectly framing her thick glasses. She had always dressed with a sort of modestly, never showing cleavage but not scared to wear tight fitting clothing ether.
Not really having an interest in the local selection of boys in her town, she had always been able to focus easily on school work. As soon as she graduated high school she moved to a university in a bigger city. She had known since grade school she wanted to be in the medical field, she had the smarts to get her medical license, but after her 3rd year of medical school she lacked the money necessary to continue.

She had decided to take a year off school to get a full time job somewhere in the city, she had answered phones through out high school as a part time job so she decided to apply to several places that could use such experience. She wasn't worried about finding a job, in a city this big there was almost always a need for another secretary somewhere. She was very excited when the Mirkwood company, of all places, gave her a job opportunity, she loved the ideas and generosity shown in the companies owners and operators.

The morning of her first day, she had made sure to set her alarm for 6:30am to ensure enough time to get ready and look her best, unfortunately the power had gone during the night and killed her alarm. Sam woke up an hour late, in a frenzied panic she showered and dressed, she had laid out her outfit the night before, her typical high-cut professional blouse that was just a bit too tight for her with a skirt that may have been a tad shorter than necessary, she had to skip breakfast as she hurried out the door with her keys in hand.

Jaina gazed at the clock, seeing it being nearly an hour late now, narrowing her eyes slightly, as she dropped the pencil to the table. She reached a finger out for the com unit instead, pressing down a button.
"Alvarez? When the new girl arrives, send her up to my office, immediately. Use the personal elevator, I've sent it down for you, and the keys should arrive with Ezmeralda in a moment." Jaina demanded, with a voice that made it obvious, that she wasn't exactly very pleased with this development. Or at least, so she wanted people to think. Alvarez's destroted voice sounded over the com:
"Aah.. New girl in trouble, eh? Of course, Lady Mirkwoods. How will I know this new girl, can not say I remember meeting her." He asked. Jaina curved a light smile, as she spun back and forth in her chair a few times, replying:
"Don't be smart now, Al. Long, lustrous red hair, equally long, equally beautiful legs and a nice top to match it. Just the kind of girl you like.. But don't get any smart ideas. Your still my employee.." Jaina snickered lightly, as Alvarez made a sound of faked uncomfort. "How dare you think of me as such a cheap! I would never go behind the Ladies back.." He complained, before chuckling slightly as he head off towards the main entrance. Jaina rolled her eyes with a chuckle, as she released the button she'd been holding on to, pressing another next to it a single time. Alvarez was Jaina's butler, a receptionist in the main hall, but most important of all, he was her personal designer, making her all the new dress' she'd need for different occasions. Jaina could be an obsessive woman, around things she really wanted. But she had no fear with Alvarez, knowing very well the only thoughts he would have about Samantha, was how good she'd make his dress' look, having no other interest's in women.

The button she'd pressed, had caused a woman to head towards her office. A casually dressed woman stepped through her door, looking towards the desk.
"M.. Ms Mirkwoods? You.. Beeped." The woman spoke, carefully. Jaina grinned slightly, while fetching her reading glass' from her top shelf.
"You always sound so awfully frightened and shy, when ever you get in here, Ms Legardo. You never seem so, at company dinners, parties or even outside this office." SHe started off, not even looking up at Ezmeralda yet, instead reaching for another shelf, taking out a set of keys from there, before finally sending a seductive gaze towards the other woman. "Or, at my place, for that matter..." She grinned wickedly, resting both elbows on her table, pointing a finger towards Ezmeralda, with the keys dangling from it. Ezmeralda cleared her throat nervously, before carefully stepping inside the office, heading towards Jaina's desk.
"That.. Is.. Just the effect you have.. On me.. Here.. Eheh. Your so much less.. Terrifying.. When. Not in that suit.." She smiled for a few seconds, before looking discreet once again. Jaina laughed lightly, as she dangled the keys a bit more, as Ezmeralda taking the keys off her finger.
"Don't be like that now.. You know how.. Nice. I can be." She smirked, starting to reach down into another shelf, to pick out some papers as she continued. "Take the private down to Alvarez, and give him the keys." She demanded, Ezmeralda looking a bit surprised, before immediately responding to the demand, heading to the wall behind Jaina's large chair.

Alvarez was now stationed outside the main entrance, awaiting Samantha's arrival. Her almost immediately recognized her, when he saw her, and contacted her with a wide, extremely invitational smile, across his tanned face.
"Haay, you wouldn't happen to be a.. Ms Samantha Fisher?" He'd questioned, having looked down to a tiny tablet, to remember the name. And with the first sign of a 'yes', even before the word was finished, Alvarez nodded and turned his back on her, with his hand folded behind his back. "Ahh, I had thought so, yes.. I know loustrous hair, when I see it, hmm.. Now. Lady Mirkwoods is waiting. She not in a good mood, no.. Late on your first day, uuh.. Not good." He talked extremely fast, as often seen in people from his country. An extremely short man, with equally short hair, but an extremely well kept face, with a tiny bit of makeup that made it almost impossible to see, but still made his face stand out a little more.
He didn't even let her reply to his words, before he continued. "Ooh, but don't worry. Lady Mirkwoods, have never had someone fired on their first day. She has, however, made them sweat a little bit. She aaalways seems to find a little extra things to do, for the ones who are late first day.. Yes. So I hope your outfit won't get too uncomfortable inside, when sweat a lot." The man laughed at his own joke, barely looking over his shoulder towards her, making it very obvious that they where in a hurry. On his way towards the rear side of the main hall, they passed Ezmeralda, a tall beautiful woman, with long black hair. Most of her beauty, however, where hidden behind casual clothing, that didn't allow much of her shape to be seen. Alvarez snatched the keys out of Ezmeralda's hands, as she gazed down towards Samantha.
"Hey there. Welcome to Mirkwoods. My name is..." She had been reaching out a hand for Samantha, but was interrupted by Alvarez, who took one of Samantha's hands.
"Noo, no, no, no.. Kissing n' smootching later, Ezmeralda. You know perfectly well, what happen when keeping Lady Mirkwoods waiting on first day. Ms Fisher will have time for you later." Alvarez hurried. Ezmeralda nodded in agreement.
"She doesn't seem too mad, though. So.. You'll be alright." Ezmeralda tried to comfort. This caused Alvarez to grin slightly.
"Aah.. But she never is, when you be around, is she?" He laughed deviously, as Ezmeralda flushed brightly across her cheeks, quickly turning heels, and heading for the main elevators, as Alvarez dragged Samantha to a small elevator, with little more room then for two people. After he'd opened it, he reached an arm in, to put the key in a lock, before practically pushing Samantha inside.
"Turn key, to start elevator. Goodbye now, bye, bye then. Good luck up there. Throw your cutest smile, and you won't have a problem." Alvarez chuckled, before heading his own way.

Once arriving at the, near top floor, and the doors opened, the first thing Samantha would see, was a large chair in front of her. In front of the chair, was an equally, unnecessarily large desk. The rest of the room was minimalisticly decorated, with a couch and a few chairs in one end, some plants and statues to liven it up, and there where two closed doors, one to the left of the room, and one on the other end.
An arm pointed from the chair, towards a chair on the other side of the desk, as a demanding voice spoke.
"Have a seat." And that, was all Samantha would hear, for a little while. When walking around the chair, she'd see a working Jaina, with her eyes plastered to some paper in front of her, a pen flying over it. There where a monitor to the left of her, a keyboard and mouse, but all pushed away, to give way for her. Jaina would sit silently, seemingly letting Samantha explain herself, without even being asked to. The brown eyes had a fixated gaze at the paper bellow them, her brow hair tied up in a knot at the back of her head. She seemed rather displead.