She just has to put up with the girls

Gylnda sighed as she tuned out the idle chatter of the four students seated accross from her. So long as they didn’t cause a ruckus, she could tolerate them.

So resolved she turned and climbed out of the pool, taking a second to make sure her towel was in place before going to the wall and picking up a birch branch and a small bucket.

“Hey Ms. Goodwitch? What are the plants for?” Ruby asked cusiously as Glynda drew some water in the bucket.

“Lather with them Miss Rose, the leaves have a cleansing oil on them.”

So saying Gylnda made her way to the back, where the steam might give her a little more cover to scrub herself. Evidently that was a safe assumption to make, as there was a line of low stools back there to sit and wash on.

Glynda peeled the wet towel off her torso and laid it out beside her on another stool. She then began to lightly brush her limbs and abdomen down with the fragrant cut branches in her hand, the leafy bundle caressing her smooth skin and wicking away any water and detritus clinging to her body.

“Need help with your back?”

“Miss Xiao Long!” Goodwitch snapped loudly, startled extremely by the deceptively sneaky full-figured girl.

“Relax teach,” Yang cooed with a definite laugh in her tone, “Just wondering if you’d like some help washing up.”

“Hmph, incredibly forward of you.”

“I just like to help people.”

“You’d better watch your hands girl. No. Funny. Business.” Gylnda intoned, acquiescing but warning as she looked over her shoulder.

“Why Ma’am,” Yang replied with all the ironic faux-innocence her body could muster “I would never dream of funny business with you.”