Chapter 13
Not having time to change, and the outfit not being That bad, we head down the hall to the meeting room I can smell Karl sitting in.
Looking us over as we enter he gives me an intrigued look, like this meeting is somehow my fault. That’s when I realize I’m still wearing the leather pants, boots and corset of my battle gear with a white blouse, looking very much like the strict dominatrix next to the innocent schoolgirl of a Bunny I’ve brought with me. This is going to be a long, long day.
"Well, since you’re all dressed to learn, let’s get started on that literacy spell, Lala" Karl begins with a knowing smile in my direction and Lala positively glows at the praise, now assured that she made the correct fashion decision. Darn it, what sort of thing does he think I’m into?
A few moments later and the two are going over random pages of technical documents, assuring the spell took properly, and expanding Lala’s vocabulary of essential terms for dealing with the Task Force.
Next up is math, which she surprisingly excels at, despite having no formal education.
"Well that should about cover the basics, starting tomorrow you’re our new team secretary" Karl shakes her hand and she beams with pride at having a proper, paying job.
"Do we actually need a secretary?" I send Karl in a text, not wanting to start drama in front of my new friend or make her feel unwanted.
"Yes, yes we do." he texts back "Do you really want to spend 4 hours a day doing paperwork and answering phones, plus going out to investigate portals?"
He’s got a point. Extending my hand to shake her remarkably small one "Welcome to the team Lala"