There were some clouds hanging around the spires of Umbridge High School, but not enough; there was an overlaying sense that there shouldn't be as much sunlight shining down on it as there was.
It was quiet. Kind of. There was tension in the air, a wound-up strung-up thing that ensnared the school. Somehow it seemed as if even the birds didn't
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As it was, she was keeping an eye out for both Bo and any stray escapees who needed directing out of the building.
Occasionally she eyed the barely noticeable lump under her leathers where she'd tied the amulet Kenzi had given her the previous around her wrist (since wearing it as a necklace would have both drawn attention and risked it being torn off).
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Not that she had enough control right now to be able to stop reaching for the tiny green glow within the chattering, scrabbling mob that skittered down the hallway before her even if they hadn't demonstrated their loyalties by jumping between her and a band of human detainees, but feeling righteous about it did make the meal taste all the sweeter.
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"Bo," she said, luckily her voice took on a more commanding tone than an incredulous one. "What are you doing?"
She'd run interference for a lot of the island's inhabitants before, but gremlins were a new one.
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"My job. They're getting away, and these things are helping them!"
Sorry, gremlin dressed in a pirate hat and eyepatch. She did use you to demonstrate.
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Which Cara didn't want, but any excuse to get Bo far away from other people was a good one right now.
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Also, very tight clothes, very nice hips, and a hell of a lot more chi than a band of two-foot tall ...whatever the gremlins were -- not that Bo was supposed to acknowledge that in her co-workers.
The combination was enough to get her to pause, at least; the stronger among the gremlins tumbled away from her hold and scrambled for the air vents.
"I should--" Something. "Too many. Too hard to track the right ones." That. One of the few disadvantages of using her own power instead of the security cameras.
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And where there was privacy and a lockable door.
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"Okay, my office. Yes." Eyes still so blue they were almost white when they opened again.
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Not fair, she thought as she silently followed.
Bo wasn't supposed to have thoughts like that, of course. She wasn't supposed to think anything about the boss' rules was unfair, but especially not those things that kept her from being the wrong kind of monster. The bad kind.
The more she drank, though, the more her own power ruled her, and the less the Imperio did. Today in Detention had almost tipped the balance.
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Luckily, they made it to the office without stumbling across any poor unfortunates.
Cara held the door open for Bo. "After you."
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Wait. No, it wasn't. That was wrong.
"What're you doing?" Cara's initial greeting echoed unconsciously from Bo's lips.
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"Giving you what you want," Cara murmured, leaning into to kiss her.
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Was she supposed to be stopping this? That was her job.
But that meant doing... what she was already doing. Just... it wasn't usually -- wasn't ever -- brought to her willingly. Wasn't given, certainly wasn't murmured.
She was supposed to take. So why didn't she want to? Wrong, wrong, wrong (right) wrong.
"No!" Bo pulled back, just far enough to stare dazedly, just long enough to remember. Take. Take, with her hand darting to Cara's chin, eyes trying to lock. Lips trying to lock, again, but the right way.
Whatever that was.
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