She simply ignored Vera’s first comment, moving to squeezing her rather fully before the woman had decided to twirl her about like a ballerina.

Claire didn’t resist very much as the woman tugged her along to sit in her lap, but the position was not comforting as she could feel the woman’s gaze to the back of her head and it had left her wondering what she was going to do. Though she hadn’t expected The small pull and twist of her head to kiss the woman deeply, she returned it very shortly after it began, running her tongue over the woman’s lips before the Head Girl made it clear why she decided to distract her for a moment.

She almost immediately broke the kiss as the woman decided to fully cause her quite a bit of pain by pinching, twisting, and tugging at her nipple, but Vera probably didn’t realize too much that her Prefect might be a masochist in the making and didn’t squeal as much as she should before the woman began to soother her aching nub, bringing heated blood to engorge her covered teat and then quite ominously began to soothe the pain away. It was enough to make her pale skin glow with an intense fully bodied blush as she remembered what Natsuki did and the fact she still managed to get aroused by it all.

She ended very dominant-like by tugging and twisting her nipples once again. Claire didn’t fight it as much as before simply gasped at the feel before it was soothed away once more. She blinks a few times as the woman continuously banters her with very edgy sentences and questions that almost made her feel the Head Girl knew her small little secret. She should be mildly thankful there was really no true way for her to know but if she kept this up…

It was right at the end her Prefect turned herself, gently smoothing one leg across to sit face to face on her lap. It was obvious the Head Girl wasn’t going to keep her hands to herself but she supposed it was better that she returned the favor, though perhaps a little less like she was a mistress. But if that’s how she wanted to act to her then she was fine with it. She wasn’t entirely sure what the woman planned to do except cause her some distractions, but the Prefect would not leave this room until the woman was satisfied. And with that determination in mind, she was already moving forward to passionately kiss the woman. Her lips moved to do so quite early, but in a last ditch effort she ducks down to have her teeth move straight over one of Vera’s covered teat. If the woman wanted to give out pain then surely she could handle it as well.

Her teeth were a bit harder on Vera’s helpless nipple as they managed to grab the covered nub and began to bite down a little harder and harder before finally sinking them in only enough to cause the same pain if not a little more for the woman and pulled away rather slowly before letting it go to the hit the woman’s nerves rather directly.

Moving back up a little, she tenderly nips and lathers the side of the Head Girl’s neck, giving a soft moan to vibrate into the nape of her neck before pulling away, rather heated from doing what she did.

“Mmm… maybe some other time you can do that... when I truly deserve it…” she murmurs, adjusting herself before she began to unbutton the Head Girl’s blouse, now deciding that the woman needed some skin contact in the area.

The woman was feeling more pleasure than pain from Vera's acts. The Head Girl only knew as much as their first encounter in the basement as far as sexual fetishes went. But she was a fast learner and took note of the masochistic nature the student had. Pain seemed to give the Prefect a jump start, dispelling any signs of confusion or nervousness from the woman.

When Claire turned around, the silver haired woman allowed her hands to slide away from the other woman's chest. Fingers trace along the student's curves before resting on the woman's hips. Hungry lips met her own as Clarice stepped it up a notch. The kiss was fleeting as her Prefect leaned down and bit her chest. Biting through her clothes, Vera's erect teat was trapped between the mystic's teeth. Gasps left her lips as pain lanced into her erect nub and jolted into her large breast. The devious little witch pulled back, taking her nipple with her as pulses of pain and heat throbbed harder and faster the further the woman pulled back before finally releasing.

Vera's body had tensed nicely from the student's advances. She tilted her head to the side, exposing her neck to her partner's approaching lips. She sighed with pleasure as her own hands slid up and down Claire's body, gently massaging the woman's tense muscles. The Head Girl merely smiled to the Prefect's response. Things were fine this way though she will need to change into a new blouse after this was over with. Sparing her clothes, the mystic was already unbuttoning her blouse. The woman was eager and that pleased her greatly. Taking this woman in was now bearing fruit. Fingers dexterously began to undo Claire's blouse, allowing her to touch the woman's bare skin. It had been a long time since she last had an opportunity to touch and have this woman like this.

Last time she truly had touched Clarice was with a steady hand of punishment in mind to seek her Prefect’s apology and understanding of what she did. Her Prefect had long since kept her distance in fear of ending up in the basement again, but this was Clarice after all. She had to wonder if she was a tad crazy inside, but she was a least friendly to the end and it was because she admittedly made her mistakes to Vera, the two were swarming over each other though the Prefect mostly because this was after all her gratitude and appreciation for what the woman has done for her.

But it seems she wasn’t the only one in the room who didn’t mind a little pain in the factor. Vera was warming up nicely, but she would have to continue to nail the woman down in order to remain partially coherent of what she was doing and she knew that well. Though the Head Girl truly had more experience in this matter then she, Clarice found herself to be proud of how quickly she could dispel someone of their clothes. It was almost as soon as she felt Vera unbutton her blouse that she kicked herself into pace to beat the woman to the punch. She gladly took advantage of having the Head Girl’s blouse open enough first with merely a bra standing in her way. But instead of seeking to unclip the straps, another thought came to mind.

Her fingers trail down the woman’s collarbone and took a sense of pride in having undone the woman’s blouse so quickly that she dragged her digit in-between the Head Girl’s bountiful orbs, catching the middle of the bra with one simple finger and watched as she put full force into yanking the woman’s bra and allowing Vera’s bouncy breasts to come into full view, pushed up by the still strapped on bra and allowing the prefect the first chance to make skin contact. She didn’t lose a beat and greedily grabbed both orbs and squeezed them fully. Vera was not Kanoe so the woman wouldn’t lactate upon doing this so roughly, so she did not wait for the inevitable spurting and before taking both nipples and twisted them in her fingers very gently before suddenly upping it to a hardened level and then dropped back down to gentle touch to soothe the aches. She was quick learner and simply copied what the woman had done to hr but with more contact in mind.

She was already seeking the warmth this woman had to offer and sought out her lips, kissing the Head Girl passionately while pulling and tugging at her petite and vulnerable nubs. She knew the woman would be seeking some payback for being so mimicking to her and waited anxiously to see what she would do now.

Vera experienced first hand on how eager her Prefect was in showing gratitude. Two bountiful orbs came into view as her blouse was nearly torn open from the quick speed of the woman. The only thing between Claire and her goal was the white lacy bra keeping the Head Girl's chest contained.

Being able to read emotions, it was difficult not to fall into the mood that her Prefect was in. Lust and desire radiated from Claire's body like a small sun, soaking her own aura with its heat. Her body was reacting as trained. Nipples hardened and became visible as they poked through the soft fabric of her bra. Vera's fingers continued to work even as her bra was quickly pulled downwards, freeing her lovely orbs. The strap pushed them both upwards, leaving them as prime targets of Claire's eager fingers.

Claire's blouse flew open and a quick click was all it took for the bra to become undone. The Head Girl gasped into the greedy kiss of the other woman. Her eyes closed as she began to duel the woman's tongue with her own, trying to wrap around and tame the wild muscle. Fingers slide along the student's fair skin and took their time in feeling the swell of each breast.

"Ahhh..." she hissed in pain as both her engorged peaks were painfully twisted. The mystic seemed to enjoy giving pain as much as receive it. The red hot pain was soothed by gentle strokes of Claire's fingers. Vera's own hands took a handful of Claire's chest and squeezed tightly, allowing the soft flesh to mold around her fingers. She went slow, methodically massaging the luscious mounds while returning the embrace with her own passion.

Though having always figured herself to be a strong willed woman, Clarice found herself mildly submissive at time with her lover so it should be no surprise her thoughts were trailing on whether or not to elt the Head Girl win or continue to try and fight. A certain part of her wanted the woman to be simply let loose on her if she truly had pint up desires, but another half wanted this duel to continue and see how far she could go with the woman who was probably taught the best ways of getting to a woman and perhaps a man's body. She wasn't stupid enough to trly think she could best the woman in this area, but perhaps providing the woman with the will that had seen the darkness of hell and back would provide the Head Girl enough understanding that Clarice would not be soft on her victims as she was with Diana. She knew seeking the womn's approval would have its difficulties, but in the long run it would only help the blonde Prefet have a better relationship with Vera and havign a Head Girl's approval doesn't seem as bad as it would be if she were not in this position.

She wanted to make sure evrything she did with this woman, this lovely yet cold Head Girl, would be with every fiber of her being. she started off rather well if she thought so ehrself. But the woman was not going to sit back and allow herself to be used as she pleased and she wouldn't want it any other way. She knew her chest was heavying with blood before Vera got to a point where Claire had been with her blouse. Her breasts moved up and down with each heated breath as the Prefect tries some distractions before her superior finally let loose her bountiful orbs. It may have slowed her down by tugging at the woman's nipples, but it did not stop her and with a final click of ehr bra, her mounds came bounding out and were already beginning to harden with the slightest touches.

She battled with the hated woman's tongue ferociosuly like her life depended upon the duel. Giving the Head Girl something to fight over was pleasing to know she may very last a little bit so maybe she could fully give gratitude where it was due. She wasted little time after playing with the woman's orbs before sliding down to unbutton a few more before her entire blouse was fully open. But she did not stop and even went so far as to push a part of Vera's skirt down so that it was only hanging on by her sitting position and parted thighs. With the woman almost completely exposed she came back up with ehr hand and down with her mouth. Though Vera truly wasn't Kanoe, she doubted the Head Girl would disaprove of long lather and hard suckling of one of her hardened nubs. She was gentle this time after making it this far with her, making sure to run circles around ehr areola before taking little nibbles on and off with her to keep it unpredictable.

Her head got little in the way of the silver haired's hands as they molded and massaged her exposed mounds. The touch sent vibrant gasps and sighs into her licking, stimulating the button with shivers that only made a full circle back into the woman. She knew she may be setting herself up with a beast ready to explode upon her, but she hoped the Head Girl would not be too rough with her. She could feel her lively emotions coiling about and ready to spring into action. Though she was riled up, Clarice knew or at least expected much more bruntal force that was to come. But she could at least arouse the woman enough to give her a fighting chance at giving her the bliss she deservd.

It was good feeling the woman fighting back despite the shy mood the student was in just a few moments before. Vera wanted her Prefects to obey her but also wanted them to be strong willed. They would be useless if anyone was able to manipulate and mold them. The two women continued to kiss and embrace the other. Tongues wrapped around the other, trying to pin each other down and claim victory. Neither was getting a moment to take a breath as they dueled.

The Head Girl's hands remained controlled in their motions. While a battle raged with their lips, her hands calmly stroked and massaged the woman's orbs tenderly and as good as any lover. An occasional spike of pain would occur with small pinches of the hardened peaks, but otherwise Vera did not press much further. She knew the woman wanted to show her what she could do. It would do little for the student if she kept interrupting things.

A gasp for breath was made the kiss broke. A thin thread of saliva hung between them for a few moments before finally breaking the bond between them. The Head Girl shifted in her chair to allow her skirt to be pulled down some. At least the woman was not keeping her waiting anymore, she thought to herself. Vera's blouse hung open as the final buttons were removed. Clarice did not even take a break as those lovely lips slid down the Head Girl's body towards the exposed and pushed up mounds.

"Mmm.." she cooed as her precious peak was suckled on like a newborn babe. Vera leaned back in her chair as the Prefect pleasured her. Hands continued to massage the other woman's chest. "You are doing very well," she purred her approval to her Prefect. Thumbs ground and flicked over both of Claire's nipples, her nail grazing just over the very tip to send sparks of pain down the pulsing nubs. She could grant the woman's wish and see what this woman would do for the Head Girl.

Sensations ran rampant through the Head Girl’s body; her soft approvals only encouraged her Prefect to work even harder on accommodating what she wanted. Clarice had her moments of innocence, but in this area, her expertise was just a little less then angelic. The woman urging her forward was feeling the soft biting Clarice very gently gave before suckling hard on the poor little nipple. It just seemed like moments ago she was fumbling over her words, trying to configure how she could give this woman appreciation and now here she was, suckling the woman hard like a newborn while hands had slide a little further south of her position.

Hands were gently pulling the rest of the woman’s skirt down to her thighs as Vera shifted in her chair. It aided the Prefect in having only the woman’s panties blocking her from getting to her fully, but she quite teasingly worked around the thin fabric. She was gentle at first with her touches; tracing up and down her partner’s slit before softly pushing just enough to part her lips as she continued to feast on her mammaries.

It was not entirely teasing as she had a method to her madness, getting the woman’s entrance to lubricate on its own before she would take it on would cause less friction at first and by then the Head Girl would be ready for more stimulation. Until then, Vera’s breasts were shifted to and from to keep both highly aroused and the woman in a state of pleasure. Her Prefect was only more then happy to hear her encouraging words and seemed to double her efforts from then on to give the woman excitement.

She didn’t even bother to respond to her as there was really no need with her actions as they were. It was a few more moments of playing and getting the Head Girl’s blood flowing that a hand finally slipped under the elastic band of her panties, gently checking to see how wet she was as she gave a sudden nip to her left breast before soothing any pain away with her tongue. Happy the woman was attempting to not interrupt her as she did her work, even if the woman wasn’t truly spilling with nectar yet she gently saws between her lips in experimentation to see if she had and friction, prodding the woman’s nub from its hiding place and rubbing it gently on each side to get her partner excited. She was curious to see if Vera would respond at all or if she would leave the realm of words behind.

Another gasp sounds from the Head Girl, feeling the sparks of pain that the woman's nipping teeth brought her. Her back arched gently, pushing her full chest more against Claire's face and lips. Her fingers gave each of the student's sensitive orbs a final caress before pulling away, one hand coming to rest behind her Prefect's head while the other gently rubbed her own chest. Vera will allow this woman to continue and show her appreciation. She saw no reason to question or be concerned about her trust in Clarice.

Her skirt was pulled down further, sliding down her thighs and revealing her matching white panties. Claire was moving on to the main course as fingers slide behind the minor protection and began testing the waters. Vera was of course giving the signs of arousal including the faint moistening of her sex. Being a student on the island as well, she was not one to hold back her own urges when the time did not require it. The Head Girl's breathing grew deeper as the finger teased up and down her slit causing her netherlips to flare and tingle with ever growing anticipation.

Another spark was added to the fire as the woman continued to nip at her engorged teat. The bites were growing more painful but each nip was rewarded with a soothing lash of the student's tongue. Vera did not say anything beyond a faint moan. The moan sounded real and spoke more than any words would. Her body tensed and relaxed over and over again as she sank further into her chair. The more the Prefect teased her entrance, the more it grew aroused and moist making it easier to move her already glistening fingers beneathe her panties. Closing her eyes, Vera simply stroked Claire's hair as she worked on pleasuring her body. Having her own Prefect please her without even asking, she could not ask for much more than that.

She was happy the woman had decided to give her some space to allow her to do the kindness she wanted to do, but it was pleasant to have her subtle encouragements continuing. Her suckles and soft nibbling became rougher over time, but most of her attention was to the bottom of the woman’s abdomen. If Vera wished to question her trust in Clarice now, it would be a rather interesting yet turn of events to wonder if she were doing something under-handed. She had laid the cards before the Head Girl; her being an empath should also clue her in that Claire was anything but deceitful at the moment.

It was easy to see the woman was becoming increasingly turned on and her body was showing signs of readiness. Without teasing her too much more, a single digit sank into the Head Girl’s depths, wriggling about for a moment before gently stroking her inside, very soft and that would remain so for a few moments.

She was happy the woman was happy and could not ask much for her compliance then to fully enjoy what she was doing. At least that showed her she was doing something right. Her free hand came up to take Vera’s hand that was massaging her own breast and seemingly took control of its actions with her own. If she was aroused enough to play with herself, the blonde mystic would accommodate her. Taking both of Vera’s fingers, she made her digits twist around the swollen nub before putting her hand back over hers and made her hand squeeze the soft flesh, giving Vera that tension of surprise and not knowing what would happen next.

"Ngh.." she groaned as the woman became increasingly rougher. Vera did not mind gentle or rough but it did give some insight into Claire's preference of 'appreciation'. The mystic seemed to trust her more now. An interesting change from public enemy number one to this. Though she definitely enjoyed her place in power, her role in this school was something ordinary students would never understand. It was unfortunate but perhaps a few students can find peace in working for the enemy they hate. It is similar to an effect hostages have where they begin to relate and perhaps even support their captors.

A sharp gasp left the Head Girl's lips as a single finger slips past her moist netherlips. Her body arched and rose gently as she felt it wiggle deeper and deeper into her. The action was not rough nor forceful. Her Prefect began to gently stroke her velvety inner walls. Feeling Claire's finger dragging along her slippery walls, Vera shivered as a tingling sensation was left in the finger's wake. Her hips rocked gently, not forcing the finger deeper but merely moving it more inside her as the woman continued to please her.

Vera blinked for a moment as her hand was suddenly taken by Claire's. She felt the woman's hand almost meld over her own as her fingers were guided to her erect peak. She moaned faintly as she was forced to twist and pinch her own nipple. The pain was brief before her hand was once more slid around her firm orb and squeezing the warm flesh. "Mmm.." she purred softly, "Perhaps I should have considered punishing you just so you would have an excuse to remain in my office." The Head Girl smirked slyly at her Prefect. She was growing more fond of this woman's company now that their initial hatred had been set aside.

“Mmm… I wonder who would’ve gained the most delight out of that situation. Somehow… I doubt it would’ve been you.”

She uses the Head Girl’s hand like a puppet, drinking in the temporary power of controlling at least a part of Vera and using it on her. She could understand, though the brevity would allow her to fully comprehend, she could grasp the concept of controlling another in such a way. So this is what Head Girl’s keep to themselves… this secret passion of theirs, though they choose not to freely admit it.

Another digit slowly entered the Head Girl’s passage, twisting inside of her as she began to pull out, only to suddenly thrust it back in. Vera may be more experienced and sounder in her movements, but Clarice had her own methods and knew how to sue them at least moderately well. Fingers immediately drag over an awakening bundle of nerves. It was almost viewable; the glint in her eye as she found Vera’s tender spot, slowly pushing in as far as she could to only drag the tips of her digits hard over the area to rouse the woman’s senses fully awake. Her gratitude would be accepted, but at the pace she was going, she hoped to quicken as to not tease Vera on the edge.

One thing she was happy about was that Vera could still give her a sly smile despite the position and circumstances she was in. Always an instigator of taunts, the Head Girl was. Fingers begin a gradual pace before forcing themselves harder and faster into the woman, dragging her tips mercilessly over the bundle of nerves, but of course not to do damage but simple hits to the woman’s tender area to start the flow and ascension to bliss for the Head Girl. It was the least she could do for her, still continuously molding her chest with her own hand while thinking so. She could only hope she would be satisfactory enough for the Head Girl.

Of course it would not be her who would have benefitted the most out of that situation. But who says the Head Girl could not treat her Prefects from time to time? She could feel the pride pouring out from Claire's aura. No doubt the power that was currently in her grasp was intoxicating. As long as the woman did not think too far into it, Vera had no issues with her current situation.

"Ahhnnn.. Mmm.." she gasped once more as another finger joined the first. Faint groans sound from the Head Girl's throat as the fingers began to drill faster and deep into her juicy depths. Despite her heavy arousal, her mind remained disciplined, blocking her aura to prevent her Prefect from senses what exactly she was feeling right now. Knowing how empathy is, she consider it a kind enough boon to let Claire just feel what she wanted to feel without outside forces clashing with her psyche every moment.

Vera's hips rise off her seat as nails drag gently over her tender spot. "Uhhnnn..." she moaned out loud as the mystic focused entirely on the exposed bundle of nerves. The speed of the strokes quickened faster and harder than before. Each thrust added the sensation of fingers dragging over her spot each and every time. The Head Girl's mouth hung open in a silent cry as breathless gasps escape her. Higher and higher she rose as Claire relentlessly struck just the right chords in her to make her body sing. Her own fingers were going on their own as they pinch and twist her tender peak.

"Ahh! Ahhhh! Ahhnnnn! Yes!" she cried out in glee as juices began to gush forth over Claire's skillful fingers. It was the first time the Prefect had a chance to see her Head Girl in a state of bliss. Despite the formal attire and discipline, Vera was still a human in the end. Her cheeks flushed faintly as she continued to gasp sharp breaths. Her hips rose and fell slowly, grinding against the woman's fingers until she finally fell into a heated afterglow. "Mmm... Seems you.. Appreciate me very much.." she replied softly. The Head Girl used her free arm and pulled Claire closer, kissing her deeply. She did not allow any hesitation or resistance as her tongue pushed in and wrapped around the other woman's. She held the embrace for several moments before breaking it. "Continue to do well and perhaps I will show my own.. appreciation for your work." It sounded more like a promise than a tease as Vera's eyes gaze into her Prefect's.

It was a moment where Clarice could see her superior utterly blissful in every sense of the word. Watching the woman convulse before her fingers was seemingly something to be proud of, but Claire was not one to put too much pride in something anyone else could’ve done just the same. Emotionless tools could bring a woman to bliss, but it was an encouraging moment to know Vera had accepted her gratitude fully. To be able to bring the woman to cloud nine with her own hands did give her a sense of accomplishment to some extent.

She strokes the woman hard… as hard as she could to keep the woman in the heights of delight before slowly bringing her down when she felt the woman’s convulses were dulling and dimming down. Her fingers were covered in Vera’s fluids, but the blonde mystic didn’t seem to care.

Her fingers twisted one more time before gently sliding out of her still trembling entrance, bringing her digits to her own lips and very slowly brought them into her lips and tasted the woman on her tongue. It was also a simple measure of cleaning her fingers for not knowing where they’ll be next; she barely had enough to slip them out of her mouth before she was pulled into a hard and forceful kiss. The woman would taste herself along with the woman who didn’t at all resist the forceful lip-locking.

The woman’s promise of possibly treating her with appreciation was a bit off balancing for the Prefect. A blushing expression became cupped with avoiding eye contact almost immediately as she found herself imagining of what the Head Girl may do to her if she were so pleasant for the woman. With the woman’s resources it really got her heart rate up at thinking of what could be awaiting her down the road. But knowing she was being of some use made her smile slightly.

“Well, we’ll just see if I get that far. Would rather not jynx myself… though I suppose you will figure I would like it either way. It would be nice to do a few things right… possibly give myself a good streak,” she murmured before slowly getting up and brushing herself off. She would need to clean up a bit before dealing with a certain woman who was no doubt going crazy with anxiety.

“As much as I would love to stay after all I’ve done, I’m afraid I have a certain woman to deal with who is no doubt thinking I have more punishment for her. Reforming Diana into a more compliant student won’t seem to be too hard now. But I would like to get back to her.”

With things as they were, Clarice did need to get back to the woman now that she had done what she wanted for the Head Girl. She walked over to where she had taken some of the woman’s clothing off and began to slip her panties and outer clothing back on the Head Girl. She doubted the woman was done for the day and no doubt needed to get back to work. Fixing the Head Girl’s bra so that it was comfortably covering her mounds instead of displaying them before her, Clarice then slipped her blouse back on and began to button it up. Only after she had fully clothed the woman once more did she fix herself up and clothe herself back up. Diana was no doubt becoming worried or anxious of what may happen to her. She didn’t want to keep her waiting for a long period of time. They had much to discuss.

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Diana stumbled into Clarice's room, running her fingers through her hair. She unlocked the door, stepped within and collapsed onto the floor. She contemplated throwing herself onto the bed, but the rug on the floor looked soft and the bed was freshly made. She had no right to disturb it. Her eyes gazed up at the ceiling, studying the details on it thoroughly in order to occupy herself physically while she thought. Thought about what had happened in this most disorderly 24 hours. She curled up on herself and sighed. She should shower quickly, while she had the chance. Her body felt sticky from sweat and other bodily fluids. Those drugs had really made her temperature rise, almost as much as Clarice had in that chamber. Once more, her fingers ran through her golden locks, a nervous habit she seemed to be picking up. Diana stood up from the floor and rolled her shoulders. She was feeling slightly sore. Maybe that shower isn't such a bad idea, she thought to herself. It was so awkward being in someone else's dorm without them being there. She felt like an intruder in this orderly and overly neat room. But, Diana soberly thought, she had been offered a shower. So she undressed and did just that.

It was perhaps a quick shower, without much result in the ways of calming her nerves, but at least she was no longer drenched in sweat. With towel in hand, Diana began the process of drying herself off and then getting dressed again. Throughout the shower she'd been paranoid that someone would walk in on her, that she'd be discovered and accused of being an intruder. Diana hardly needed that kind of drama at the moment, she already had a hard time swallowing with all of this anxiety. Would Clarice take her back? Should she even go back? Was this a place she wanted to be? All of these questions whirled in the blond's mind. She was grateful to be released, yet frightened that she'd be hunted down again. She felt betrayed that Clarice would do such things to her, but she was once more grateful, because she knew that what Clarice had done could have been much, much worse.

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The blushing cheeks and averted gaze made Vera's eyes glitter with amusement. Despite this woman being one who has encountered monsters and dabbles in magic, it did not take much to send this student off balance. The changes in Claire's aura only told her that her Prefect would not deny such an offer should the time come. The Head Girl was very pleased with not just the bliss she felt but how this student was evolving. There was no doubt that the mystic would continue to fight in her own way but the focus of this hate was no longer directed at the Head Girl.

She did not move as the woman got up and stumbled out an explanation of earning such appreciation in the future. Vera was satisfied with this and saw no reason to push this student any further off balance. The Head Girl blinked as her Prefect took the time to begin gently slipping her clothes and uniform back onto her body. She was rather impressed with how thorough this woman was in everything she did. Rising to her feet, she made it a bit easier on the student to slip on the rest of her clothing. The Prefect even took the time to button up her blouse completely before moving on to redressing herself.

Vera smoothed her uniform and readjusted her sash. "I will continue to leave Diana to you then, Miss Rossignol," the Head Girl said calmly, "Do include her progress in your next reports. I trust that she now has a very... qualified teacher." She moved closer to Clarice and gently adjusted the woman's sash before returning to her chair. If there was nothing else, she would allow the Prefect to take her leave and deal with the other matter waiting in her room.