"I can't do pictures yet - I'm not actively working on communications, so all my progress is purely from practice and that's slow - so I have put some effort into describing what you look like. And when I mentioned you wanted to make everyone immortal Alex's immediate response was that I'd better propose immediately... I can't reproduce my exact words and don't know that I'd want to anyway though."

Sadde grins widely. "I really like Alex."

She laughs.

And: om nom omelette.

Omnomelette. And she ruffles his hair and goes to class.

There are some on-campus jobs if you're into that sort of thing. He could tidy art studios. He could tutor people, if his test scores are good enough. He can work in the dining hall or the library. If he knows computers he can work for tech services.

One would go to the library and ask a librarian.

Naturally. So he goes to the library.

It contains books. And librarians.

"Hello, can I help you?" says the librarian.

"Yeah, I heard I could work here?"

"There's some student positions open. How old are you?"

"Sixteen."

"All right, here's a form -" The librarian gives him a form and one of those little library pencils. "Just fill that out and give it back to me."

A form! He can fill one out, that is definitely one of his skills, is filling forms out.

Problem: for "role" it has checkboxes not a write in slot.

Shrug. Check both.

Assuming he does the same thing for "sex", that's it for problems with this form. At the bottom he is to sign his name to a paragraph asserting that he will take his job seriously, not abuse its privileges, fulfill associated responsibilities, etc.

Yup and yup. Signed.

The librarian doesn't look closely enough at the form to notice doubled checkmarks, just tells Sadde to come back on Saturday morning for orientation.