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

"All of that effort... all of that anticipation and planning and preparation... and I barely even got to fuck anyone." You keep your voice low so that no one else hears you accounting for having come out on the short end of a risk-vs-reward equation. The bane of many a scholar... a sumptuous equation beckoning you to such a bounty that the tunnel vision sets in, and squeezes both your frame of view and your brain just a bit smaller so long as the object of your desire insists on stubbornly enticing you... only for the whole formula to close in around you like one of the many, many varieties of man-eating flora cataloged over the years-

Your poetic ruminations are shattered by a loud clap, drawing the attention of all the students in the infirmary. Standing in the midst of it are an imposing pair - a particularly tall dark-skinned woman somewhere in her 30s or 40s whom you recognize as Warden Barbara Torch, and...

...even more troubling is the head witch of the whole damned college, Headmistress Porcinilla. She is looking quite radiant with her unnaturally vivid blonde hair catching the infirmary torchlight and a tight dress accentuating her curves - it seems she had been at some social event or out dancing when this incident called her in.

"I think you ought to know, young masters and mistresses of Leontes," Barbara says in a deep, commanding voice, "that there is a difference between 'allowed' and 'wise'. Since this was all authorized by Master Firetail I can't give you any punishment or demerits, but the next time you slip up, don't come to me expecting leniency. Agreeing was poor enough sense - not to mention NOT in keeping with the values of House Leontes! - but to give so little regard to your own safety is nearly inexcusable." She looks over at where Master Firetail is resting, unconscious, shaking her head and sighing. "In any case I'm here to tell all of you that have anything less than the most serious injuries to clear out now. If you're sore or magically strained, consider it your slap on the wrist."

Not wanting to endure any more of this embarrassment than you have you, you (and most of the others) gladly hop up from your beds, hastily covering up bandaged areas, and make a hasty jog for the exits. However, before you get very far you feel a sharp jerk as one of your blonde pigtails is snagged on something, snapping your head back. You're about to protest but then look to see that it's Warden Torch. "Not YOU, Miss Schemer." she says sharply.

"But, but," you squirm in her grip, "I had ze permission...!"

"I'm not acting on behalf of House Leontes." the taller, stronger woman says, casually reaching out with her other hand to clap it on Berthold's shoulder, stopping him in his tracks before he can withdraw, either. "The Headmistress needs a word with you two." Displaying impressive dexterity she sticks out a foot and also intercepts Winnie before she can leave, either.

Turning to the side you can see that the snake-haired nurse is also holding onto the cherry-red haired Leontes girl you've seen a couple times before, and Porcinilla herself has grabbed onto Felice Collier (now that you mention it you don't even remember seeing her at the orgy... but then again, you'd been a bit preoccupied and avoiding the Draconis students..)

"I'm afraid all of you are going to have to reckon with the consequences of this."

Franziska has 3 XP. Character sheet:

Franziska Weber

House Leontes (House Trait: Bravery; House Sex Move: Charm).

Traits: Ambition +1, Bravery +2, Cunning +2, Diligence -1.

Extra Spells: COMMAND (forbidden)

Friends: Chen Teung (Minerval), Berthold (Leontes)

Favors: Owed one by Albert Cordwhistle (Leontes)