You get Chen Teung to show her remorse carnally

Favor from Teung is expended, transferred to Berthold vis-a-vis Chen.

A few days later, you are in Conjurations once again. Mrs. Travers is giving pointers on elemental conjurations today, and how making the right sort of substance appear in the right place and quantity could solve all kinds of problems and defeat any danger. From the giggling you can overhear, most of the boys sitting near you are mostly thinking about how they could conjure up gusts of wind to blow up a witch's skirt. No matter how easy the full extent of a "lady's favor" was to get here at Boarbristle, fellows like them never stopped taking joy in the simple little perversions.

And besides... your intentions here weren't pure, either. Waiting for the class to clear out at the end (including Albert, who'd been avoiding your gaze like you were a basilisk), you approach Chen, who seems enormously proud of herself to have you approaching. Of course, when you looked at her with your most piercing gaze, her face did a 180-degree turn from flirtatious to remorseful at the last second, and the folded her hands on her desk plaintively.

"Oh! Ah... Franziska. You look well dear - might I venture to hope you are feeling better?" she asks sweetly, gradually inching her hands across the desk towards yours.

You fold your arms and give her a hard look that slowly unfolds into an impish little smile, a smile that catches the sallow-skinned beauty off guard. "As it should happen I am indeed feeling better about the incident, Chen. I had already acted ungenerously in one encounter I had before we even spoke." You say matter-of-factly, as if all of this was no big deal. "But - as a Leontes, I cannot forgive someone engaging in shameless manipulation of someone else's affections, especially to break them up just to party amid the flames of their friendship."

Chen gasps and looks around, back and forth. "No no no, you misunderstand...!"

You hold up a finger for silence and give a single low laugh. "Ha! No, I don't think I do. It was all just coincidence, yeah? You were flirting with Albert just because it came naturally, and when I ended up spending time with you, it was just a bonus. Correct?"

Hurriedly nodding, Chen starts to smile again. "Y-yes! Of course! I apologize, you had me frightened for a moment there Franziska. Regardless of what all happened, I like to think we are still... good friends!"She says with a very subtle lick of her lips you might've missed if you blinked.

You give a sigh of relief and clasp your hands over Chen's. "Oh, whew! Well!" you say theatrically. "That is a load off of my chest as well! The challenge, the unlocked door, Albert finding his way there - all just coincidences that our natural desires led us to! So that means you shouldn't have any problem paying me back by going on a 'date'," you emphasize your point with air quotes using your index fingers, "with my insatiable first-year friend, Berthold Sleighton."

Chen is delightfully taken aback and knits her brows in confusion, making sounds of confusion that, to your ears, are like the beautiful chirping of a songbird. "Oh. That's.... ohh. I, I see..." Her shock quickly turns to an intense look of intrigue, as if you'd just made a surprising move in chess. "Well, I suppose that could be arr-"

You feel a familiar, predatory instinct, that you always felt in a rush through you whenever you engaged in a duel. Someone facing you has faltered for a split second, and instinct is shouting in your ear saying Thrust! Go for the heart! You sit bolt upright in your seat. "And - let us not mince words - do not be thinking that you will get off with a few tugs of his wand while you go to town on me. Just so we are quite clear that this is not merely indulgence for either of us. I will not be joining you directly."

She takes it well, maintaining her composure, but she doesn't shoot you down or dismiss your suggestions either. You can feel your heartbeat quickening. You aren't being charming or ingratiating or making promises here. Instead you are making a blunt demand with a new kind of social power that was close to blackmail. And you were finding it most delicious. You keep speaking, your voice quivering with cruel excitement, and go further than you ever expected. "We will be even, Chen. IF - you go to his room, strip for him, and beg him to... what is that delightful euphemism? Beg him to 'roger' your brains out. And tell him that I said you had to let him do everything, even including cumming inside you. If you do all that, then we will be good friends again, in whichever way you wish." You give her a sly wink as she sits there, gobsmacked, and starts breathing heavily.

"That's..." she breathed, blinking several times. "Oh, you dirty, dirty girl..." she says in a singsong voice. "Face of an angel, mind of an imp... you are soooo interesting." She clears her throat and clutches your hand tighter, trying not to show weakness. "Alright then. Tell your goblin of a friend that he will get a surprise in his room tonight that will leave him unable to attend class in the morning." She reaches in and gives you a close hug that lasts, and begins escalating into a grope, until you slowly stand up and wave to her, swaying your hips on your way out.

Your cheeks are flushed with excitement and there is a spring in your step as you head back to the Leontes House. That went better than expected. It gives you an incredible feeling of power, like casting a powerful spell, to push someone into another's arms like that. It's almost like a form of the dark arts, but one that won't get you arrested. You think you'll make time to peep, or at least listen, when that time finally comes. Chen proved herself to be an excellent sport - she's a keeper. Who knows? At the end of this wild ride, maybe she's the one you will settle down with, at least for a while.

Getting a spot of supper - it's hydra stew, one of your favorites (and since many students hate it there's always plenty to go around!) - you consider your next course of action when Gillian comes along again. In her helpful mood again, she helps catch you up with some of the upcoming class subjects. One that catches your attention as is her mention of how, in the upcoming classes on Classical Era wizard history, there will inevitably be a lot of talk of pagan orgies and decadent incestuous aristocrats. That is marvelous news for your new debauched attitude.

Momentarily, as you chat with Gillian and remember your interactions in the first week, you stop to notice and think about how your attitudes and priorities have changed. It's almost like a lifetime ago, as far as your perspective is concerned. There is a new heat to your blood, an insistent lusty ache in your heart. Could there be some external reason...?

Ahh, but that was foolish navel-gazing, you tell yourself. Looks like finding attendees won't be overmuch of a problem, between the three of you spreading the word. However, you still need supplies (the kitchens won't give you beer nor cater your sex-party) and permission for you all to be out on the town late at night.

If you sign up for a chaperone as part of a small group, you can go to the village of Turnbuckle during the upcoming days. If you can stay unnoticed, you can probably get what you need there. Many of the professors who sign up for such things are really going into town for their own business and don't pay much attention to what the students get up to.

As for permission, that should be dealt with later - you don't want to ask too early and then have your benefactor have second thoughts.

Franziska has 5 XP and may spend them on a character advancement. See Spending XP in the Boarbristle Rules.