Whip her into shape

Danyssa left Cheryl there, with a note containing strict instructions to call her when she woke up. Unfortunately Danyssa’s toolset was somewhat more… limited than Arthur’s. She ran a quick errand.

She returned, carrying a large box, as her phone began to buzz.

“Shiavereth.”

“Um, hi. I- you said to call? In the note. Um. Not to call Arthur.” Cheryl fumbled out.

“Yes. I did. Are you still in the conference room?” She asked. “Yeah- I mean yes! Ma’am.” She added belatedly. “Hm, good. I’ll be back shortly. Stay there.” She hung up as she stepped back into the elevator.

She was glad this floor was mostly abandoned, save for Arthur. She already had new designs for what would become the center of His domain.

She passed Becky’s office hearing groans and whimpers and sucking noises. I see Arthur has already found more entertainment. That’s probably for the best, we wouldn’t want any interruptions now would we? She thought to herself wickedly.

An idea flashed into her head, and she changed course, turning down one of the many maze-like halls that made up the basement. She knocked and entered in one fluid motion. Kira looked up from her computer startled at the sudden interruption. “Kira, I need your help with something. Follow me please.” She turned without waiting for an answer, letting the orcess scramble out of her seat to follow.

“Um, sure. Yeah. What do you need?” She asked nervously. Dany smirked. The orcess would make this process much easier. She was almost a foot taller than Arthur and just as muscular.

She opened the door dropping the box onto the conference table with a thud. Cheryl sat up straight in her chair, as the door closed behind Kira.

“I want you both to think of this as… remedial training.”