you head inside late at night, there’s a short thin old man with glasses at the desk with a stack of papers in front of him Rudolph: “ah, you just be the new girl…I’ll ask you a few question and you’ll be on your way”

Newly hired teacher: So you're going to be teaching here? Any particular subject you have experience in?

Well, since you know about magic and demonology we could really use you in the advanced classes. You can choose which classroom to go to tomorrow, but you should get settled into your new dormitory tonight. The password for the nighttime lockdown is "Manticore".

The nighttime lockdown is just a precaution to keep students safe during certain hours when there might be less staff around. It helps prevent anyone from sneaking into areas they shouldn't or causing trouble. As for the password, it changes daily, so you'll need to check the bulletin board outside the dining hall to find out what it is tomorrow.

As you continue down the hall, you pass by several classrooms and lockers. The lockers are all labeled with numbers, but there doesn't seem to be a locker number assigned to your dorm room on this floor. You might have to find it on your own or ask someone for help.

In the distance, you hear shouting coming from the girl's bathroom. It sounds like an argument about something. Should you investigate?

The shouting intensifies as you approach the girl's bathroom, eventually growing loud enough to make out individual words: "No way! You can't go in there!" says one voice, slightly muffled by the door. "Yes I can! It's my right as a Lamia! We have just as much reason to be here as any other species!" replies another.

Well, this could turn ugly fast...You could either attempt to calm things down and mediate the situation yourself, or ignore it and continue on to find your dormitory.

Surprised by the sudden intrusion, both girls turn around, revealing themselves to be Lamias with long, sinuous bodies and serpent tails. The angry one seems to relax a bit at the sight of you, while the other merely looks confused. You quickly explain the nighttime lockdown protocol and assure them that there shouldn't be any trouble if they all just go back to their rooms for now. After some reluctance, the angry Lamia agrees to leave, muttering something under her breath about unfair treatment.

The angry Lamia halts and finally looks you in the eye. "Look," she says, her voice quivering with frustration, "it's like this: we've been here for centuries, living peacefully among humans...and now all of a sudden, there's a school just for us? A place where everyone else can learn to control their powers and be accepted by society?" She shakes her head. "It feels like we're being shoved aside, you know? Like we don't matter anymore."

You nod in understanding, even though this isn't your experience as a new arrival. Still, empathy seems to calm the situation somewhat. Perhaps there is more work to be done within the school to ensure all of its students feel welcome and valued.

The angry Lamia, taken aback by your gesture of kindness and understanding, returns the embrace momentarily before composing herself once more. "Thank you," she says softly, sounding surprised at how much it means to her. "I'll...try to keep that in mind." With a final nod of acknowledgement, she turns and heads back towards her dorm room, visibly calmer than before.

Well, it looks like the situation has been diffused for now. You could either leave the angry Lamia alone to settle into her room or try talking to her further about her concerns and feelings of isolation. It might be helpful for you both.

Hmm... deciding to stick with her seems like the right choice, considering how hard it must be for her at the moment. When you enter her dorm room, you see that she's clearly upset and doesn't want any company. Do you try to approach her or give her some space?

You slowly approach the angry Lamia, making sure not to startle her. After a moment, she glances up at you warily but doesn't say anything. Maybe it's just best for now to let her know that you're here if she needs someone to talk to.

Well, it seems like things are getting better between you and the angry Lamia. As you spend more time together, helping her feel welcome and understood, perhaps she'll open up even further and share more about what brought her to this point. It's important to remember that everyone has their own unique struggles, but together, you can hopefully make this place feel more like a home for everyone.

The angry Lamia looks up at you, her eyes filled with unshed tears. Slowly, she nods and lets out a shaky breath. "It's just...hard," she whispers. "I've always been so accepted by humans, and now I feel like an outcast here too." She pauses for a moment before continuing, "And then there's everything else...the other species here...it's like they're rubbing it in my face that I'm different..." Her voice trails off as she struggles to find the words.

Taking your cue, you carefully wrap your arms around her, offering what comfort you can. You nod understandingly and gently stroke her scales with your fingers, offering a silent show of support and empathy.

You hold her close, letting her cry into your shoulder as you murmur words of encouragement and understanding. Her sobs gradually subside over the next few minutes, leaving her spent but somewhat calmer. Finally, she lifts her head, wiping away tears with the back of her hand, and looks at you gratefully. "Thanks," she says softly. "I just...needed someone to talk to."

There's a long pause before she continues, "My name's Selene, by the way. Selene the Serpentine." As you listen, it becomes clear that helping Selene feel welcome and accepted at this school will be an ongoing process. But with patience and understanding, you believe that you can make a difference in her life...and maybe even in the lives of others like her as well.

Selene's eyes widen in surprise as you lean closer and press your lips against hers. For a moment, she seems unsure what to do, but then she relaxes into the kiss, returning it with equal passion. Her tail wraps around you possessively, pulling you closer still. As the kiss deepens, her scales feel impossibly soft against your skin.

Eventually, you pull away from her lips, panting slightly. Selene lies there for a moment, eyes glazed over with desire, before finally speaking in a husky voice, "I...didn't expect that." She smiles shyly and adds, "But I'm glad it happened."

Selene arches her back, moaning softly as you run your tongue along her scales. Her body shudders with pleasure and she twitches beneath you, squirming restlessly against the sheets. You can feel the heat radiating off of her skin, her scent filling the air between you. It's becoming increasingly difficult for either of you to focus on anything but the desire coursing through your veins.

The angry Lamia looks up at you, her eyes wide with lust as you release yourself from your clothes. Selene watches intently as you stroke your hard length, growling deeply in anticipation. Her tail twitches impatiently against the bed, brushing across your arm. Finally, when you're ready, you position yourself above her, feeling the heat of her body engulfing you. With a rough groan, you begin to thrust inside, meeting her movements with equal urgency. The sounds of their bodies colliding echo through the room, drowning out everything else.