The Head Girl smiled as those warm lips and tongue licked and sucked her fingers clean. "It must feel good to finally be able to relax, knowing that all three of you are protected," Vera replied as the cleaning finished. It was only then that the Sword spoke up. The aggressive one of the three seemed so timid now as she kept her gaze lowered. It took a moment to remember what those words she said meant. She was not expecting this one being the first to use such a title.

She stroked those faintly flushed cheeks, feeling the warmth in them as she raised Sword's gaze to her own. "No regret, no shame, no embarassment," Vera said calmly, "You did well, my pet. All of you performed wonderfully. As much as I enjoy playing with your lovely body, I know you have much to do and I must send your requests through so you can get started on them as soon as possible. You may get dressed now."

The Head Girl would release her pet at that point and turn to leave briefly before returning with a fresh cup of water. She offered it to Kite before leaning back against the front of her desk. "Know that being my slave will not mean the attacks will stop. But you can endure the attacks knowing that someone has already claimed you," Vera said calmly, "Also, I do have a few Prefects that serve me. Some are slaves, some not quite. Treat them with respect. On rare occasions, I may have to use them to contact you if I am unable to do so through usual means. I will inform the front desk to let you pass through freely if I am present up here. You can now see me whenever you wish or need assistance. Any questions, Kite?"

Kite murmurs softly as Vera strokes her cheeks. "No," sword agrees, "no regrets, mia regina." Relaxed. Soft. This... this is a nice set of feelings. She likes this.

It is no real surprise that Kite is capable of dressing herself swiftly, at least in her uniform and the ever-present gloves. When Vera returns, she's put her glasses back on, important before fiddling with the buttons of her shirt, for now still hanging open, or trying to wrestle with her shoes.

She gratefully accepts the water, drinking calmly, though clearly fighting an instinct to guzzle, listening attentively, and smiling. "i am uncertain what we would do if the attacks did stop, Miss Matsumoto. It has been so long that it is difficult to concieve of such a thing. If it is important for us to recognize the difference between your other slaves and those who are simply your subordinates, is there some means by which we should know them, Miss Matsumoto?

"You already know what you would do if such a thing happened," Vera said calmly, "You would continue serving me and I would continue taking care of you. As for the Prefects, most of mine have unfortunately become indisposed for some time now. The one you should be aware of is my most recent recruit, Miss Anne Deas. She has agreed to become my slave and is currently unaware of the deeper workings of this island. Her attacks are believed to be dreams and I wish to keep it that way. If you should meet her, treat her with the respect she deserves."

The silver haired woman pushed off the desk and stepped closer to stroke Kite's hair and cheek before giving a soft kiss. "That will be all for now. I know you are busy with your own matters. I will have the materials requested sent as soon as possible. The more sensitive material you will find in the science labs soon enough. I will keep you posted on how NICE labs takes your other request. I know I have nothing to worry about with you organizing things for the next semester. Continue to please me, my pets and you will be rewarded." Vera smiled softly and merely waited to see if there was anything else that needed to be asked before being dismissed.

Kite continues to dress while listening, not really knowing what to say. Vera is doubtless right about if the attacks stopped, as, eventually, they one day must, one way or another. "Anne Deas..." Kite nods, "i will familiarize myself with her, Miss Matsumoto. i have several thoughts on how to organize the events... operant evaluation will require more data, which hopefully should come from the meeting with the student council."

kitten interjects with a beatific smile "To be able to serve pleasingly is a reward too, Miss Matsumoto."

Analyzer lets that hang in blushing silence until finished dressing, ready to depart, of sorts, anyway, since the urge to try to -not- depart is definitely present. but she can percieve, and obey, the implied dismissal. "Miss Matsumoto, should i keep you appraised of progress on my 'official' research project as well? i know there's not a chance of anyone EVER letting me near a fusion-pile big enough to do anything with it other than satisfy academic curiosity, but... well, i'm good at it."

She had no doubts that Kite would be able to perform the task. With Kite's personality, next semester's schedule will be filled to its maximum effieciency. The kitten spoke up briefly with what a loyal slave would always say, service was its own reward. Vera waited for her slave to finish getting dressed and was asked one final question. "Feel free to come with your thoughts and progress. And if you truly wish it, bring a toy that you wish me to use on you," Vera added the final bit with a sly smirk. Kite had already willingly revealed her most vulnerable and tender places to her. Having her pet bring more items to further tame her would not be a much bigger step.

With that, her slave was free to do her given duties. Vera would have to make a few calls and memos about these requests. It was a bit refreshing to do something for a student rather than just the standard school paper work. Unfortunately, most students were too fearful to come to her with requests. It was their loss. Most materials were in storage, ready to be used by Kite's imagination and curiosity. Along with the requests, she would report on Kite's progress. It was doubtful that the woman's unstable nature will become a problem again anytime soon.