"Okay, so I guess I should start filling out applications, which apparently in witch world can be processed same day, but like, do you have something really heavy that wouldn't be too terrible if I accidentally broke it? I wanna test how much stronger I am now."

"You break it you buy it."

"I take it that's a no." She's tempted to just get down on the ground and see how many pushups she can do, but would feel weird about it. She can find a big rock to try and lift later. "Well, I guess standing doesn't feel particularly burdensome despite the fact that I've probably over tripled in weight, so I must have some additional muscle. So like, my two options are Arcadia and Hawthorne, right?"

"Yes, both will take you for the asking unlike snooty old money academies and racist elf-only schools and such."

She pulls up the application page for Arcadia. "Y'know, I kinda feel guilty. Being this girthsome is supposed to be a trophy of all the tasty meals you've eaten, and here I've cheated my way into the big girl club without a single extra calorie."

"Well, the Arcadia caf is first-class."

"Glad to hear! Bet Hawthorne's isn't as good, given the British boarding school vibes and what I've heard about those."

"It dwells under Greenland but I have not tried the food."

Okay, let's see, what does Arcadia wanna know about her before they let her in?

It wants her name and contact information and class and type and present ranks in all the ranked magics and anything she'd like to tell them about her perks and complications and what kind of dorm situation she'd prefer.

She types all that in, minus the witch mark, Suggestion, and Fascinate, and specifies that she'd prefer a dorm to herself. If this were a mortal school, she'd add that failing that, she should be with a woman (not because she expects attention either way, she just thinks men are icky and doesn't wanna have to see them in states of undress for ordinary mundane reasons), but male witches are a minority so that would probably be considered rude and bigoted in witch culture.

And presently here is her acceptance letter and a hard copy will be mailed to her address and she is closest to thus and such a portal hub which will take her to school on this start date. She should register for classes online before then but the add/drop is very generous.

"Ookay, got the acceptance letter."

"Congrats!"

"So uuuh, is that all now? Should I go? I assume you probably have other clients to get to."

"If you have more questions that is part of this complete breakfast but if you do not go enjoy your witchy new life!"

"Wait, so like, I'm probably gonna want the witch VPN, but seemingly I need to buy my own membership before I leave because I can't buy it without already using it, but to buy it I need witch money, which I don't have yet, so what do I do?"

"Oh, Alphazon will take normal money."

"Oh, okay." She looks it up and begins ordering it. "Hey, how do I see what quests my patron has available for me?"

"It will pop up in your mind, very intuitive I hear."

"Not feeling any yet. How long does it usually take for newly awakened Warlocks to get them?"

"Varies lots, could be weeks."

"Guess I'll just have to wait. OK, VPN ordered. I guess if I have any more questions I can just look them up. I should probably get out of your hair. But uuuh, before I do, do you have a mirror I can look at myself in?"

Nia reaches into her hat for a hand mirror. "Not a full length, but here."

"Aw, I wanted to customize my Garment, but I guess that can wait." She holds the hand mirror up to her face. "Wow, my face is actually cute when it's not so gaunt and bony." For the first time, the smile on her face actually looks like it belongs there.