Parley and App? What App?

I might have been over-investing in my own security, but...I worked at Arkham. There probably wasn't such a thing as over-investing in my own security. Besides, I'd got 4 credits in a day, I should have plenty of additional chances. Especially if I could earn some points from people who couldn't fire, or kill me.

I wasn't going after Bridgette while I couldn't win a confrontation. I doubted it would come to that, but also, I had no fucking idea where she was. She'd disappeared during the investigation, so I'd assumed that she'd been killed, until she showed up in the app.

The other potential target was Asa and...no. Not until this physical lock was off me and even if I had been, she was dating an internal affairs cop. Maybe later. For now, I spent the rest of the day researching the inmates and maybe spent a bit of time relieving some of the pressure. After that it was back to work. I usually lived for the weekend, but come the weekend, I'd need to decide what to do. Now, I had a goal.

I'd work on grinding points with the bosses as best I could. But that would be little things and it would have to be disguised. But giving orders to the inmates was actually my job. Usually obeying 'stand there until the door opens' wouldn't mean anything, but with the app...

The problem was, my position didn't actually give me much opportunity to interact with the inmates. Which had been the whole point, of course. I could put in for a transfer...but no thank you. Obviously, what I needed was more control over my work environment. Francine was in charge of that.

She was the one who was least dominant of my bosses too, and few remaining contacts and skills might help me with her. Weekend would be my best bet for both Francine and Asa.

Over the course of the week, I managed to get 2 points with Penelope and Francine. Never got close to Alyce. I did find out where Asa was living, as Andre didn't hide his apartment. He also didn't really hide the fact that he was married, which was interesting. Asa was a lot of things and a lot of fun, but she hated the very idea of cheating. I also wondered how the hell an internal affairs cop could afford a house, an apartment, a wife and an Asa. But he turned out to just be a trust-fund baby, and his wife was some sort of corporate executive type. And hot, I mean, so is Asa, but I guess it's true, show me the hottest woman in the world and I'll show you a man tired of fucking her.

Francine lived not that far from me and was a regular at her neighborhood bar. Her only other hang-out was the gym, but she did that at Arkham (which was how I'd got the points, 'commanding' her to spot me, after I did for her).

Other than that, I only accomplished two things of note the rest of the week. I managed to get five points from Peyton when I caught her trying to steal a book from the library and ordered her to give it to me. It was a book on multiple-personality disorder.

And I managed to add Bridget Pike, also known as Lady Firefly to the target list

Like Peyton, she had a surprisingly high submission score to start with, +23. But, looking them up, they were both basically jumped-up henchmen and I was already in a position of authority. Usually they'd have stopped caring the moment things got weird, or they got out, but the app wouldn't let that happen. Hopefully.

Other than that, the only thing I learned was that my ex-girlfriend was very horny and Andre wasn't satisfying her. But her vibrator was, so she was fine. Peyton wasn't. She was just getting hornier and hornier as the voices in her head wouldn't let her get any release.

Harley and Firefly (I wasn't calling her Bridget, that would be confusing) I never managed to get anything on, but based on what little I knew, Firefly was a pyro and she definitely wasn't getting any matches....though I technically could bring some in, so long as I didn't give them to any inmate, union rules. That was an idea. And Harley was Joker-sexual, so with him out wreaking havoc again, she wasn't horny enough for me to learn anything.

Bridgette, nothing. I wasn't sure if that was a surprise or not. She'd had a few boyfriends in the time we'd been partners, but I wasn't sure how much was an act, or what she actually felt about any of them. And that was assuming she wasn't in some cell the Penguin had hidden somewhere. Why was it always the fucking Penguin? I'd only had a handful of brushes against 'supervillains' and the Penguin was almost always involved...

Three days, and I hadn't earned a single credit, or achievement. Frustrating, but hopefully I could do better this weekend.

I hadn't even realized how much of my interaction with the app was becoming focused on sex, not just rehabilitation. But, of course, everything flowed together, privacy for orders led my horny mind naturally to privacy for other reasons.

And Asa had always liked being told what to do in bed. She could be given a lot of orders when horny, though her shamelessness made it hard to predict how many points that would be worth. And, like I said, she wasn't going to cheat. But then again, she'd never been great with emotional honesty. Neither was I, I mean, I'm not claiming to be the stoic superman that some cops like to pretend they are, just the standard modern American emotional constipation...but I could do it. And it's not like I was still a depressed mope, so that wouldn't be embarrassing. Might even be fun in a 'show up the ex' way. I wasn't bitter, just...would enjoy it.

But there were other things I could do. I was okay with a computer, I could dig more into folk's background, do more prep work, investigate other potential targets on the outside...but I wanted to go run into Asa...

AN: So, the general pattern here is going to be 'sex on the weekends, Arkham plot during the week' and maybe some plot during the weekend.