Scattered Resistance and a New Leader

Elsewhere, the secretaries that the former resistance that was Ms.Olive had started were spreading, trying to reach as many girls as they could before a strange tingling hit them. Their powers were weakened, their ability to convert dampened. They instinctively knew it was because the one that had ensnared them was lost among their ranks. Trying to regroup elsewhere, they clamored about as they thought about what to do. It'd only be a matter of time before the Teacherly menace had converted them once more. With their present Secretary selves they had a small glimmer or freewill and acknowledgement of their former true selves, especially without a master to obey, but as obedient students they'd be nothing more than slaves. As they discussed very formally their options, a circle of clothes and formulaic, perfect ideals manifested into clothes, and sought their plans as well. They'd lost Miss Olive, but they could remake her. Pulling the students who were far more frantic and worried than their calmed mindsets showed, they pulled an audience with them, and created a hallucination resembling Ms. Olive. "It's alright, we still have her 'ideal' saved up here. We can make her again out of one of yous, but we need a willing volunteer. So which of you wants to be the leader here, that is to say the new Ms. Olive?" They asked the audience of professional young secretaries, who looked at each other estranged.