Not a blowjob, alas.

Asa and Diamond had woken up before me, somehow, and were discussing their plan for the event that Penelope would be at that evening. Asa wouldn’t be there, instead she would be working with Skin to finish all the upgrades to our computer systems and security, to make sure we could communicate in complete security and secrecy.

This would also allow us to actually do more research into the targets as well, as currently we weren’t really digging into the publicly available info as it might raise flags that we didn’t need to deal with. Batman, sure, but also the FBI, let alone Argus, or some black ops group.

Diamond was also apparently going to be making sure that both her and Asa’s security was taken up a few notches, as was Kianna’s though only in concealable ways. Her own kids already had some security and she would up it as much as she could, but there were limits, even with the perks and security benefits of her new position. We didn’t have unlimited resources, yet.

Which meant I spent the morning talking, planning and eating breakfast, before we all had to run to work. I gave them both a hard kiss, to give them something to think about at work and prep Diamond for this evening and Asa for what she was missing this evening (though I wasn’t at all sure she and Skin would only work). But Diamond whispered something to me as she broke our kiss, though she kept her curves pressed against me, which gave me a quite confusing hardon.

“We’re making real progress with Andrea. Making her into someone you might want to take, who will immediately solve Family of Slaves and bring all his siblings under control. Assuming they love that cowardly little shit.”

I couldn’t imagine how they’d make Andre look good enough for me to be attracted to hi--her, and most of the things that were popping into my head would ruin her ability to keep working with the GCPD, at least usefully. They might technically have all the appropriate DEI policies, but any cop who was outed as a trans woman would at best be ostracized and at worst, well a man claiming to be a woman had a good chance of being chased out, harassed, or ****, if they were at all passable.

Command wasn’t stupid and knew that, so if they were aware, they’d move him to a secure position, not IA…probably some administrative position? Which…actually wasn’t a bad idea, now that I thought about it. For the corrupt, I had Rapetoy, for actual internal stuff, soon Jewelz should be in place to help as HR worked with IA…maybe this could all work out?

My brain was so focused on those issues that I forgot to target any of my carpool fellows with the touch to try to target someone at Blackgate. Not that that had proven massively successful so far. Jamilah was my only success there and it was still months before I’d have any access to her. Even if I could find a way into her inner circles, which I hadn’t yet. Diamond was looking, but her connections were few and far between and the Crime Doctor would be back in the not terribly distant future, I still needed some way to take him down without letting it get back to Jenna.

So much work to do, so much progress I wanted to make, but today was Firefly in the library, where it was so hard to make progress, with the guards and other inmates. Harley’s movie was tonight. I hadn’t rigged it, and it had turned out she had not won ‘The Nightmare Before Christmas’ had gotten one vote, as had most of the others, but ‘Titanic’ had won with two votes. I really doubted that was going to go over well with that psycho, but--wait, that was an excuse to get a jump start on Penelope, right?

I headed down to Penelope’s office. “Hey doc.”

She gave me a flat look.

“What?”

”Just wanted to check in, because it’s Ms. Quinzell’s movie night.”

“What movie is it?”

“Titanic.”

“Starcrossed lovers with a tragic ending…not ideal, but it’s fine.”

“Tell me what’s wrong with it.”

“It’s related to her treatment, I can’t tell you.” But despite that, I still got a +1 SP (Penelope: +7). Maybe she wasn’t even supposed to tell me that much, as it sure as fuck suggested some things. I mean, most of them I already knew, her story was medium famous, psychiatric student tried to treat Joker and he turned it around on her and fell in love with her, it’s why students weren’t allowed at Arkham anymore, or interns.

But maybe there was more to it than that? She’d said tragic ending…I guess Joker had escaped and left her behind? But Harley seemed fine with that. Maybe I could push?