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(OOC: A small portion of this is repeated in the "Jules and Leigh" thread, in case it looks familiar to you. The reply below, though, has far more in it, so please read both of them.)
Charlie only laughed at Molly's embarrassment for having walked into the office while the prison's Chef was balls-deep inside the Warden's pussy. "If that was something you were interested in, I'm sure that Steven--"
"Oh my God, no!" the Office Assistant almost shrieked. "Stop!"
Charlie continued to tease the younger woman, and Molly just tried to bring an end to the horrifically erotic and embarrassing suggestions. When Charlie finally asked why she was here, Molly handed her the papers Lou had signed off on.
"He made some suggestions on which jobs needed to pay more or less," she said, pointing at red ink on the pages, "as well as which benefits should cost and which should be part of the minimum hours worked package."
Charlie looked it over and liked what she saw, for the most part. Deep down, Charlotte Higgins was financially and morally a Socialist: she believed that no matter your station in life or job in the workplace, each person deserved a basic level of support and respect for what they did. She didn't believe that Doctors and Lawyers and CEOs deserved to earn ten, a hundred, a thousand times more than the lowly people who worked on the bottom rungs of the corporations and firms they owned or ran.
Now, as the dictator of Three-C and the person with near total control over just about everything, one might even say she was more than a Socialist: she was a true Communist. Of course, Charlie didn't plan on leading that way. It was nice to know, though, that she could when necessary take steps that some might not like, so long as she felt that it benefited the whole of the community.
"It's good for now, Molly," she told the redhead. "Why don't you head over to A-Wing and fill your hands with some of the booty from the Casino. I'll be right behind you."
Charlie had seen a lot of stuff walking off between the docks and A-Wing earlier during the unload. To be honest, thought, so long as it wasn't food, water, entire cases of booze, and other stuff that was more community in nature, she didn't really care.
Harvey radioed Charlie about the madness in A-Wing, to which she first said to relax and let the people shop, then said, "Molly's coming over. Let her take whatever she wants."
When she arrived, Charlie found a festive atmosphere that Three-C most definitely needed. Oh, there was some obvious sorrow in some of the faces over the 3 lives that had been lost to get this treasure, but a solemn moment out on the loading docks earlier had relieved some of the despair.
Charlie spoke to Maria about selecting some sexy things for her girls; to Steven -- whose ass she gave a sharp slap and pinch -- about food stuffs for his kitchen; to Leigh about her disappointment that the team hadn't visited a farm store as originally planned; and to Doc about the meds or lack thereof for his Infirmary. She told Michael, "We'll make another run soon, say day after tomorrow, to the hospital or a pharmacy or two."
Then Charlie found Jules as he was wandering about looking for something to tempt Leigh. He seemed focused mostly on female items, and she jokingly asked, "I didn't realize you were a cross-dresser. Or ... could you be shopping for one of our pretties?"
(OOC: This conversation between Jules and Charlie continues in the "Jules and Leigh" 1x1, if you haven't already begun reading it.)
They chatted a moment, and Charlie moved on to chat with others. Some of the Residents had noticed that specific loot had been locked away in cells and wanted to know why they couldn't take some of it, too. "You've got clothes, jewelry, books, cards, board games, makeup, hygiene products."
"What if I want a case of Top Ramen or caviar?" someone asked.
Charlie laughed. "First off, do you really think we found Top Ramen noodles at a fancy casino? And second, if we found caviar, don't you think Wall Street and I would have already eaten it in the Blue Lounge while playing strip poker?"
There was more discussed, but Charlie said, "Tomorrow, we will talk more about all this. For now, grab a beer and a bag of chips and some Gucci..."
And she finished with a harsher tone, "...and be happy you aren't laying in the freezer with Louisa and Kenneth."
That ended the pettiness in a heartbeat, and as she chatted more, Charlie looked about for Steven. He was no where to be seen, nor was his niece, who Maria had delivered to Steven's cabin this morning, leaving one of her girls to watch over her with the .38 Special Charlie had given her. The Warden had no proof whatsoever that there was anything untoward about Steven's relationship with his niece, but still her suspicions made her wish the girl had never come to Three-C, an admission she would never make to Steven, of course.
"When you finish here," Charlie inconspicuously whispered to Marla, who was doing some shopping of her own, "come to my place."
The woman who'd spent most of the nights since the start of the New Society began asked her lover, "I thought once he was back..."
"You thought wrong," Charlie said pointedly. Then, pocketing a package of AAA batteries, she told the woman, "And bring Barney with you."
Charlie only laughed at Molly's embarrassment for having walked into the office while the prison's Chef was balls-deep inside the Warden's pussy. "If that was something you were interested in, I'm sure that Steven--"
"Oh my God, no!" the Office Assistant almost shrieked. "Stop!"
Charlie continued to tease the younger woman, and Molly just tried to bring an end to the horrifically erotic and embarrassing suggestions. When Charlie finally asked why she was here, Molly handed her the papers Lou had signed off on.
"He made some suggestions on which jobs needed to pay more or less," she said, pointing at red ink on the pages, "as well as which benefits should cost and which should be part of the minimum hours worked package."
Charlie looked it over and liked what she saw, for the most part. Deep down, Charlotte Higgins was financially and morally a Socialist: she believed that no matter your station in life or job in the workplace, each person deserved a basic level of support and respect for what they did. She didn't believe that Doctors and Lawyers and CEOs deserved to earn ten, a hundred, a thousand times more than the lowly people who worked on the bottom rungs of the corporations and firms they owned or ran.
Now, as the dictator of Three-C and the person with near total control over just about everything, one might even say she was more than a Socialist: she was a true Communist. Of course, Charlie didn't plan on leading that way. It was nice to know, though, that she could when necessary take steps that some might not like, so long as she felt that it benefited the whole of the community.
"It's good for now, Molly," she told the redhead. "Why don't you head over to A-Wing and fill your hands with some of the booty from the Casino. I'll be right behind you."
Charlie had seen a lot of stuff walking off between the docks and A-Wing earlier during the unload. To be honest, thought, so long as it wasn't food, water, entire cases of booze, and other stuff that was more community in nature, she didn't really care.
Harvey radioed Charlie about the madness in A-Wing, to which she first said to relax and let the people shop, then said, "Molly's coming over. Let her take whatever she wants."
When she arrived, Charlie found a festive atmosphere that Three-C most definitely needed. Oh, there was some obvious sorrow in some of the faces over the 3 lives that had been lost to get this treasure, but a solemn moment out on the loading docks earlier had relieved some of the despair.
Charlie spoke to Maria about selecting some sexy things for her girls; to Steven -- whose ass she gave a sharp slap and pinch -- about food stuffs for his kitchen; to Leigh about her disappointment that the team hadn't visited a farm store as originally planned; and to Doc about the meds or lack thereof for his Infirmary. She told Michael, "We'll make another run soon, say day after tomorrow, to the hospital or a pharmacy or two."
Then Charlie found Jules as he was wandering about looking for something to tempt Leigh. He seemed focused mostly on female items, and she jokingly asked, "I didn't realize you were a cross-dresser. Or ... could you be shopping for one of our pretties?"
(OOC: This conversation between Jules and Charlie continues in the "Jules and Leigh" 1x1, if you haven't already begun reading it.)
They chatted a moment, and Charlie moved on to chat with others. Some of the Residents had noticed that specific loot had been locked away in cells and wanted to know why they couldn't take some of it, too. "You've got clothes, jewelry, books, cards, board games, makeup, hygiene products."
"What if I want a case of Top Ramen or caviar?" someone asked.
Charlie laughed. "First off, do you really think we found Top Ramen noodles at a fancy casino? And second, if we found caviar, don't you think Wall Street and I would have already eaten it in the Blue Lounge while playing strip poker?"
There was more discussed, but Charlie said, "Tomorrow, we will talk more about all this. For now, grab a beer and a bag of chips and some Gucci..."
And she finished with a harsher tone, "...and be happy you aren't laying in the freezer with Louisa and Kenneth."
That ended the pettiness in a heartbeat, and as she chatted more, Charlie looked about for Steven. He was no where to be seen, nor was his niece, who Maria had delivered to Steven's cabin this morning, leaving one of her girls to watch over her with the .38 Special Charlie had given her. The Warden had no proof whatsoever that there was anything untoward about Steven's relationship with his niece, but still her suspicions made her wish the girl had never come to Three-C, an admission she would never make to Steven, of course.
"When you finish here," Charlie inconspicuously whispered to Marla, who was doing some shopping of her own, "come to my place."
The woman who'd spent most of the nights since the start of the New Society began asked her lover, "I thought once he was back..."
"You thought wrong," Charlie said pointedly. Then, pocketing a package of AAA batteries, she told the woman, "And bring Barney with you."