<div align=center>This place was always an island of calm among the chaos of the campus, when students scurried to and fro attending their classes, when they chattered to one another during breaks sometimes even someone who fed on the presence and emotions of others like herself needed some time alone, needed some space to think and to practice in silence. Certainly it would drive her mad if she were left alone for too long, but every now and then it was a necessity.
So the Succubus had nosed through the abandoned and disused rooms within the school, finally finding one secluded enough to serve her purposes, she had hauled a number of large pillows and bean bags into the abandoned classroom and had brought with her a small table, a teapot and a number of almost japanese style cups as well.
It was here she was spending her current break from her lessons, seated upon one of the large cushions in the lotus position, a mug of herbal tea in her hands, she let her senses stretch wide open as the scents from the tea she held washed over her and she reached out to the students, to the teachers as far as she could.
Many were like flickering flames as she sought after the core of their primal desires, some burning hotter than others, some restrained while others burned closer to the surface, and here on the island filled with supernatural beings there was such a variety! Males and Females, humans, aliens, mages and mutants all had their own distinct feel, at least if she took enough time to analyze each little flame as it entered her perception.
But peace was not to last, solitude, especially in a bustling school tended to come to an end fairly quickly but Naamah was not one to sit on her shapely rear for extended periods of time anyway, she smiled a broad smile and reclined back into the pillow she had been sitting on, her legs still crossed but she propped a beanbag behind her back so she could relax just a little more.
Just a little longer, just a little more peace and she would head back out and into the life of he school around her little island of calm. The Succubus raised the cup in her hand to her lips, savouring the exotic blend of herbal extracts she had brewed into the tea, the majority of which still sat steaming on the little table she had brought to this abandoned room, she studied the roof above her head and for the time being she knew she was content, no plots, no manipulations just a chance to relax and unwind.
She knew too that she would make quite the sight, her uniform had been removed, washed, ironed, and it rested for the time being beside her on the floor so she could redress when she was ready to return to classes, but for the moment her diminutive body was clad in a t shirt that came to the middle of her thighs and that was it! Perhaps she wore shorts beneath the long t shirt, but from the way she was relaxing it would doubtless seem to anyone who found her that she was simply treating this room as though she were still at home.
Naamah's butt length crimson hair was stretched out about her as well, cascading around her body as she simply relaxed and reclined in her own private fortress of solitude, and with her meditation complete how could she know her privacy, her relaxation and much more were about to be disturbed!</div>
So the Succubus had nosed through the abandoned and disused rooms within the school, finally finding one secluded enough to serve her purposes, she had hauled a number of large pillows and bean bags into the abandoned classroom and had brought with her a small table, a teapot and a number of almost japanese style cups as well.
It was here she was spending her current break from her lessons, seated upon one of the large cushions in the lotus position, a mug of herbal tea in her hands, she let her senses stretch wide open as the scents from the tea she held washed over her and she reached out to the students, to the teachers as far as she could.
Many were like flickering flames as she sought after the core of their primal desires, some burning hotter than others, some restrained while others burned closer to the surface, and here on the island filled with supernatural beings there was such a variety! Males and Females, humans, aliens, mages and mutants all had their own distinct feel, at least if she took enough time to analyze each little flame as it entered her perception.
But peace was not to last, solitude, especially in a bustling school tended to come to an end fairly quickly but Naamah was not one to sit on her shapely rear for extended periods of time anyway, she smiled a broad smile and reclined back into the pillow she had been sitting on, her legs still crossed but she propped a beanbag behind her back so she could relax just a little more.
Just a little longer, just a little more peace and she would head back out and into the life of he school around her little island of calm. The Succubus raised the cup in her hand to her lips, savouring the exotic blend of herbal extracts she had brewed into the tea, the majority of which still sat steaming on the little table she had brought to this abandoned room, she studied the roof above her head and for the time being she knew she was content, no plots, no manipulations just a chance to relax and unwind.
She knew too that she would make quite the sight, her uniform had been removed, washed, ironed, and it rested for the time being beside her on the floor so she could redress when she was ready to return to classes, but for the moment her diminutive body was clad in a t shirt that came to the middle of her thighs and that was it! Perhaps she wore shorts beneath the long t shirt, but from the way she was relaxing it would doubtless seem to anyone who found her that she was simply treating this room as though she were still at home.
Naamah's butt length crimson hair was stretched out about her as well, cascading around her body as she simply relaxed and reclined in her own private fortress of solitude, and with her meditation complete how could she know her privacy, her relaxation and much more were about to be disturbed!</div>
