Wait for Clara, the terrible little gremlin

"Let's... wait for Clara?" Julie Paul says.

"Well, if we stay right here, we can't miss Gina's terrible little gremlin," you tell your favorite subordinate. Your best nurse. Your lover. The earth feels unsteady under your feet. "Your terrible little gremlin, now. Or ours?"

"I want to make sure she's okay," Julie says.

"Good," you say. "Maggie must see something in her, I suppose. Or maybe Maggie thinks you need a new, well, not-Cara?"

Julie takes your hand. She swallows and shifts uneasily. "Maggie's thinking about me like Columbia and her nurse dolls? Now kiss?"

A thought flickers through your mind. Clara tonight, without her goth doll look, looking like a regular little mouse. Make Clara your dress-up doll instead?

"Well. Maybe we should drag Clara off. Not doll her up, but you know. Soak her in a tub. Wash her hair. Rub her shoulders." You sigh. "Give her a happy ending? I suppose it would help, more than hurt."

You think ruefully of what Jillian would say about the terrible power dynamics of it all, especially with Clara doing a work outplacement as diversion from jail.

There's a little breath. You turn round. Clara has been listening.

"Do you want to come with us, Clara? Or do you have plans tonight?"

Clara looks up at you. "Ms. Bates?" Her expression goes sly. "Ms. Bates, are you trying to seduce me?"

Terrible little gremlin.

Roll +HOT(+3), +1 Hot, +1 Lesbian, +1 Forward from Truth to TELL HER you want to take her with you and Julie: 5+3 = 8, she'll go along if you turn her on.