It was a bright, beautiful morning at St. Catherine's, and Yvette sat on the edge of Headmaster Levain's desk, rifling through a few files, "These selections you've made, Damon..." she smiled, "interesting."  She reached for her coffee, taking a slow sip, "Some look like they might actually prove a challenge, given their transcripts."<br/><br/>Her gaze shifted.  "We have less than a half hour before we greet the incoming class.  Are you ready?"<br/><br/>(http://i764.photobucket.com/albums/xx285/moiraemon/Yvette3.jpg)<br/><br/>Deputy Headmistress St. Claire's Outfit (http://i764.photobucket.com/albums/xx285/moiraemon/headmistress.jpg)