Margaret will go to her dorm, to put her stuff away but mostly to sign up for classes. What are her options, and how many can she fit in her schedule?

Well, there's room in her schedule for up to eight weekday classes, there are a handful of classes that meet on Saturday mornings, and there's a note indicating that many of the core gen-eds can be taken as independent study with consent from administration.

Her options range from "Fundamentals of Nanotechnology" to "Intro to Fabrication Techniques" to "Applied Defensive Technologies". There's also classes that aren't specifically geared towards hypergenius inventors, such as World Lit and Paranormal Law.

She can't register yet, though. She needs to be tested first. The built-in email system tells her that her appointment is in Lab G tomorrow at 10:00 AM.

Oh gosh oh gosh oh gosh. She will go to her appointment tomorrow but today she will read syllabi for quite a while.

Many of the really interesting Devisor/Gadgeteer classes have onerous prerequisites. If she wants to take "Theoretical Concepts of Supraluminal Drives," for instance, she'd better be ready for "Advanced Hyperdimensional Non-Euclidean Mathematics" and its own list of requirements. She can't really tell which of the classes she's already eligible for, either, because she's clearly going to test out of some of them.

Lucy comes into the room about an hour later, dragging a wheeled suitcase behind her. "Oh, are we rooming together?" she comments. "Neat."

"Oh, that is neat! I've sort of grabbed this side but I can move if you really want it, I fell into a course catalog black hole and haven't unpacked."

"No preference," Lucy says. She starts unpacking. "I suppose it makes sense to put us together, we did both arrive at the same time and we both have GSD. Of a sort. Is the course catalogue that interesting, should I check it out or stay away lest I be consumed?"

"I guess this is more like GSD than most things are, but I assure you it's an improvement on what I had beforehand. Whether the catalogue will eat you depends on whether you're vulnerable to descriptions of amazing engineering things you don't know how to do yet but could someday!"

"I mean more GSD in the 'obviously abnormal' sense, I'm sure you're right about your old body. I'm not particularly vulnerable to engineering but I might be vulnerable to advanced biology, I'll take it under advisement."

"Ooh, you know what I should do that isn't staring at syllabi, I should get a codename. You don't have one either yet, right?"

"I've been thinking about it, but no," Lucy admits. "As a viral biodevisor, I don't have many non-villainous options, and I'm wondering whether I should just bite the bullet on that."

"I'm sure you can find something good to do with your powers if you set your mind to it, but I guess that doesn't mean you can't pick a villainous name." 

She really hopes her roommate doesn't become a supervillain. That sounds like a great way to get injured and/or have an uninhabitable room.

"Oh, I intend to do good things. It's just that the name is... problematic. There are plenty of biodevisors already taking up the names like 'Panacea' and 'Magic Bullet', and while I'm not thrilled with the implications, 'Pestilent' at least tracks with my GSD."

"Yeah, names are hard. I thought about Ex Machina for a bit, but it's a bit too grandiose for me. Upgrade is taken, Circuit is taken, Driver sounds too much like Mass Driver . . . I keep switching back and forth between Upload and Kitbash."

Lucy hums thoughtfully. "...I think I'd go with Upload. Kitbash sounds, I don't know, sort of derogatory. Which I recognize is ironic coming from the girl considering 'Pestilent', but. If you don't have to."

"Yeah, I guess. And Upload is nice and straightforward and definitely true and doesn't read particularly heroic or villainous. I think I'll stick with it."

Lucy's eyes wrinkle in a smile. "Well, that's one down. As for me... I don't know, I'll look a little harder, but I think 'Pestilent' might be my best bet. Maybe when I cure my GSD I'll treat myself to a different name."

"It sounds pretty name-y, at least, lots of two-word codenames sound like you're being all formal going by your first and last name both."

She snickers. "True."

"Well, that's our codenames sorted. Oh, we should probably talk about, like, Roommate Code at some point. I don't care about quiet hours because I can just turn off my mics and cameras when I need to sleep, but I like it pretty clean. What are your preferences?"

"Similar. I can sleep through just about anything. I most likely have stronger preferences about cleanliness than you do, but as long as I can keep my side of the room up to my standards I'm fine. As long as no one eats in the room, but that's obviously not going to be an issue. Really, you being a robot curtails many issues we could have theoretically had. Very considerate of you."

Margaret laughs. "I guess so! Oh, and given our respective powers we should probably have a rule that nothing that can move autonomously should be left alone in here unless it's thoroughly immobilized. Or at least that we should tell each other about anything like that in advance."

"I'm already very careful to cage anything that can move autonomously, and hopefully I'll be able to leave them in the Workshop most of the time. It's a good policy and I approve of both of us keeping it."

"Then I expect we shall make excellent roommates!"

Lucy finishes unpacking.

Something occurs to her. "Do you mind if I take off my mask when I'm in the room? I'll have to take it off to sleep, but not necessarily when I'm just hanging around. But it'd be slightly more comfortable for me."

"Go right ahead! It's your room, you can wear whatever you want."