Oh, sweet, sweet students...

Michael needed to go through a ton of research tonight, and he thought that he might as well have some pleasure from the process.

So now he watches his assistant hunched over a huge stack of papers and a laptop, trying to make sense of the statistical data available from economic surveys in Russia.

It is such a beautiful country. Anomalies, inconsistencies, jumping from one crisis into another... One of the best things to study being a Dragon and a researcher of fundamental economic change. And enough to give any young mind a headache.

Her name was Ann. Beautiful, smart, ambitious and in her third year. She wrote a paper on the road network of ancient Rome about a month ago, and Michael immedeately wanted her to assist him. He was no Daeva, but having smart beauty around, who considered you a genius, wasn't half-bad.

Smiling a little, he buries himself in his own work and listens to Ann whispering quickly as she punches in an essay. The hum of machines in the room is hypnotising and it isn't long before the whispering stops.

The doctor turns his head to find the girl asleep on her keyboard, with endless rows of 'g' being typed in. He stands up and approaches her quietly.

University policy doesn't say anything about biting your students. Too bad it does have problems with sleeping with them.