Power Practice (Interrupted or Not)
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A young civilian Olivier knew had chosen the wrong course of action recently. They'd gotten too rough with an escort, and had murdered them in the process. Someone else's escort. At least that's what she'd confided in him when they chose to call him and talk to someone she thought was a friend. Someone who would keep their secret or help them hide the evidence.
"You have two choices. Come with me, or I practice compulsion on you. Either way, you're not climbing to a roof or running. Because you're with the wrong person to take the coward's way out of incarceration."
"But Olivier, please... We're friends, yes?"
"Your mistake. I don't keep criminals as friends. It's bad for business." It was the first time he'd done this offensively. But if there was a time to get better at compulsion, it was a time that could get him more accolades with his master. "Hand. Now."
The young woman began to follow his order as someone approached. But for the moment, he kept his focus on the betrayed "friend" in front of him. "Good girl."















