It was no secret to Adora that Swann's little perfect daughter didn't like this particular succubus, but if it was one thing that Adora had never cared for, it had been others' opinions of her. Correction, that wasn't entirely true. It was the opinions of the female population in this world that didn't exactly thrill her. As her black stiletto heels clicked along the hard floor, Adora's figure seemed to sway just as seductively as usual in her black dress that clung to her curves quite nicely. At least, she thought with a smirk, that delicious new student seemed to think so as she passed by him with a wink.
Of course, it was no time for fun, or food, as she had business to attend to. With old man Swann out of commission for now, Adora was forced to put on her pleasant professional face and have a meeting with Saffron. Oh, that little girl had so much to learn. There was so much untapped potential there, and Adora had always thought so. Then again... she did have a few years over her in experience.
She paused, running a hand down the smooth material of her dress before knocking gently on the door and hearing Saffron's voice filter through the door. Oh, joyous rapturous pleasure from high above, she thought sarcastically as she opened the door and slinked in.
"Director Swann," Adora remarked back in greeting, her voice nearly dripping with a saccharine kind of politeness. She took a seat at a chair across from her, glancing down at the desk between them, noticing quite a few new students had their faces in the roster already. "Mmmm... and what have we here?" She practically purred, reaching her hand out to rifle through the photos. "Oo, he looks tasty. Looks like I'll have a strong group for this year."