On a 10+, you recover quickly. Miss Wormwood immunizes you.

⚅⚁ + 2 = 10.

On a 10+, you are back on your feet soon. If you had a CONSEQUENCE, remove it.

You wake in a narrow, firm bed. When you open your eyes, you take a moment to put together what you're seeing. A darting little forked tongue, a set of green shiny scales, and beady reptilian eyes. A snake! You gasp and flinch, and the snake withdraws.

"Now there, Miss Redmoor," you hear, "Rest easy. You've had a rather busy first day at Boarbristle."

The picture is fully in focus now. You're in a little room with a narrow bed. Bending close is a woman wearing a bright white dress and apron. She has dark, liquid eyes, and in place of hair, she has a waving nest of snakes growing from her head.

"I'm Miss Wormwood, the Nurse," she says. "Dorothy the Porter brought you here."

The giantess with shaggy red hair who never wore clothes below her waist. Your first...your first lover. What a thought.

Miss Wormwood continues, "I've sent your Tutor an account of the circumstances which brought you here. It is possible you may face discipline for sapphic fornication with a member of Staff, but that is a matter for your House. In my medical capacity, I must forbid you from putting your head into Dorothy's vagina in future. It would not have been a surprise to me if she had broken your neck."

Miss Wormwood pauses to let her words sink in. Her snakes stand up at attention, staring at you.

Miss Wormwood continues, "As things are, she was rather upset about hurting you. If you find yourself drawn to the more perverse forms of sexual connexion, you may wish to apply for a transfer to House Minerval; I understand that is more in their way. But your strengths appear to be best aligned with House Leontes, so I recommend you make your best effort to improve your first impression with your House."

You swallow and nod. "Thank you, Miss Wormwood."

"How are you feeling?" Miss Wormwood asks.

You turn your head gingerly to left and right. "Better," you say. You run your hands over your face and hair. "Yes, better."

"Very good," Miss Wormwood says.

She holds up a hand-mirror. You have dark circles under your eyes, and your ears seem a bit swollen.

She says, "You'll have the bruises for another day or two, but I see you're recovering very quickly. You have an extraordinary constitution. Would you please step out of bed?"

You rise. You're wearing a gown, but with your height and broad shoulders, it's a bit short; you presume it's supposed to go to your knees, but it fails to quite cover the junction of your legs; a few red curls peep out from underneath.

"Miss Redmoor, before you go, you'll need the first-year immunizations against magical contagion. Please follow me."

You follow Miss Wormwood, her snakes waving lazily, as she leads you into an examination room.

"One moment," she says.

She busies herself with preparing a number of small glass vials, a tray, and a cleansing towel.

"Now please place your feet flat on the floor and bend forward, supporting your weight on the examination table," Miss Wormwood says. "This will be cool, then you will feel some pricks from the immunizations."

As you bend forward, the gown slides up in back, fully exposing your buttocks. You're a bit confused. Where are the needles? Don't they use needles for immunizations? You think they do.

"Let me cleanse you first..." Miss Wormwood says. A cool dampness makes a circle on your right buttock, then your left. "...we should take care of you here, too." She sponges between your buttocks. There's a tingling, astringent tightness as she wipes the cool damp cloth along your labia and over your anus. "There, that's clean now. Just stay like that."

She uncorks the vials and does some business with them, then stoops behind you.

"Now the pricks," she said. "Two on this side."

A pair of little needles plunges into your right buttock. Another pair pierces you a little lower down. The sharp pain soon dulls.

"And two on this side."

You feel her breath on your skin. You realize she isn't using needles at all. She's biting into you with her snakes!

You blurt out, "Oh, uh..."

Another pair pierces your left buttock. A last pair a bit lower.

"Ow!" you protest, as much from the peculiarity as the pain.

"What, Miss Redmoor?" Miss Wormwood says. "All done, unless you're noticing some reaction."

"Did you...did you bite me?" you ask.

"Of course," Miss Wormwood says. "That's how immunizations are done. If you notice any reaction around the injection sites, please let your House know and return to the Infirmary so we can have another look. Unless you're noticing some reaction right now, you should dress and return to your House."

That last bite does throb a bit, in the way the other three don't.

"You do have an unusual taste, Miss Redmoor," Miss Wormwood says. "Most exquisite, I would have to say. Bit of a pity I have no excuse to bite you again before next year."

You incline your head. "Miss Wormwood," you acknowledge her.

"No reactions to the immunizations?" she asks. "No dizziness, heat, or swelling?"

You have 4 XP.
You no longer have a CONSEQUENCE.
Fergus Firetail and Dorothy the Porter are your FRIENDS and each owe you a FAVOR.

What next?

• Ask Miss Wormwood about the throbbing of that last bite. Roll +BRAVERY (+3) to ENCOUNTER Miss Wormwood and invite her to seduce you.
• Go back to House Leontes to meet the Tutor, get your room and roommate(s), and plan your studies. Narrate your introduction to House Leontes and some of the house members and suggest a next scene or a choice of Moves.
• Jump forward to another scene. Narrate a scene setting and conclude with a choice of Moves.
• Or something else.