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Chapter 3 by Spars2023 Spars2023

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My First Day on the Job

Before I knew it, it was time for my first day. Orientation, paperwork, meeting the boss. The new employee orientation came with an org chart and I looked out for who I'd need to suck up to.

At the top, Doctor Alyce Sinner, hot, maybe Latin by her features and skin color, but not by name, long brown hair with red ribbons braided through a bunch of different braids. Long face though, sort of Sarah Jessica Parkeresque. Famously a bitch, she's only survived so long because she's somehow never on the scene when a breakout happens. She hates the inmates and wants to punish them, which honestly makes her one of the saner doctors working her.

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Head of Medical, Doctor Penelope Young, also hot, young for a doctor, maybe my age or a bit younger. Full lips I wanted...Jesus, I was backed up and horny and needed to get a handle on it. Confident, intelligent, arrogant. Not cruel, but thinks she can medicate her way to solutions. Newly brought in and testing out her theories. Not likely to live long, alas.

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Head of Security, Francine Boles, older than me, ex-GCPD like me, but she was never caught for anything too bad, just drinking on the job. Despite that, she's certainly kept it fit and tight. Latin I think she's probably got a hell of a figure, but she's wearing full riot gear all the damn time, so you can't really tell, her only concession to femininity his her long hair. I think she can probably handle a fight, but beyond that…well, she’s not much of a manager given her 'pep talk' which consisted of 'do your job, do what I tell you and if you don't die or quit, we'll talk again at your six month review.'

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Anyway, the it was off to evals. I at least managed to pass through without getting any special orders for fitness training or weapons practice, or any special medical shit. Boles was fucking ruthless about that with the out of shape guys. I'd kept myself in pretty good trim, even after getting shit-canned and I’m bigger than most, which helps.

So, then I was off to the library. It was easy enough work. Keep an eye on things, while the inmates who'd earned the privilege maintained the library, or read up here. But the inmates...well, despite what you hear, most of the inmates aren't too bad. One thing about Gotham's fucked up judicial system is that most of the real assholes, or folks with real cash can choose where to go. Historically, a lot of rich punks went to Arkham 'til they could be declared 'sane and safe' and freed.

But after the Joker...well, that got cracked down on a lot. You've got a bunch of idiots who thought it would be easy, but are stuck here, and have been for decades. Plus your standard thugs or actual crazies. But you've also got what the press calls supervillains. Riddler, Nocturna, Killer Croc, Firefly, Lady Firefly, Absence, Magpie, Poison Ivy, Clayface, Pagan, the various Ventriloquists, Harley Quinn, even the Joker at times. They weren’t all there at the same time, nor was that everyone who was there, but that was the sort of people we were dealing with.

Or trying to hide from.

They scared the piss out of me. Not literally, the way they did a few other guards that I saw, but...it's a terrible thing to be the thin blue line between the civvies and the monsters, when you damn well know the monster could kill you in an instant.

They generally didn't want to, not in the library. They'd lose privileges. But Bane loved to make guards jump. Riddler loved making people feel dumb. Poison Ivy, I only heard about, she wasn't allowed up top. Clayface was actually perfectly pleasant, though he had his own three guards who had to follow him everywhere, but Harley...she was a monster and loved her mind games. None of the others I met really stood out at that point.

The pay was good, but only a week or so in, I was already thinking about quitting, until I got home and my phone buzzed. A new app had loaded into it somehow. I wasn't dumb, it was just a burner phone, with nothing secret, not even my email. I was sure GCPD had a tap on my old phone and probably was watching my email too, but the burner should be clean.

I opened it up and saw...

Author's Note: I know Alyce's picture doesn't have the braids in her hair. I couldn't get an image generator to put them there and the existing images of her would not link to Chyoa. If someone has an alternative image, I'm always happy to update.

What had just installed itself on my phone?

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