Liath is lounging in her throne room playing with her crown when one of her advisors runs into the room shouting something about a terrorist attack. She starts up from her throne, but a truck bursts through the nearby wall. She has just enough time to register it before it explodes.
She nods. "I'd like those papers, please. And then I'd like to look around at some of the latest designs."
"They're at the front desk. Gallery's this way- Maybe you can settle my argument with Lisa over Grail Church vs Demacian influences..."
"I'm not educated in the styles, but I can give you my uninformed opinion."
She prefers Grail Church influences to Demacian ones, personally. This may or may not be enough to resolve the argument.
The argument is actually about whether they're related to each other, or just convergent memetic evolution. Both parties believe in their pet theory rather passionately. She serves well as an uninformed sounding board and mediator, at any rate.
And gains a level in architecture and one in... Comparative analysis? Something like that, anyway. It's hard to pin down.
She thinks it's convergent evolution, since she's come up with this third style on her own and yet it bears marked similarities.
The levels are appreciated. She tries to sketch up something original and Art Deco on another free board if one's available.
The magic 3D modeling tables are all either in use or marked as 'do not erase' but there are slightly-less magic whiteboards she can draw on, with convenient straightedges and tools she doesn't know how to use to help with perspective. A fellow drafter idly gives her a few basic tips before going back to her own work.
Using those tips gets her a level in drafting! Now she does know how to use them.
Some time can pass quite pleasantly like this.
Eventually there's a susurrus in the room. A tall figure in a really rather elaborate dress has entered.
She is... A humanoid rabbit. With a big yellow parasol, a long, ornate sword at her hip fluffy tail, and clothes that combine elegance and the dashing look of an explorer.
"Hello, darlings," she addresses the room at large. "So glad to see passion here, as always. I hear someone brought up a new style, and I'd just love to see it."
She turns from the board, curtsies in good noble style from her homeland, smiles. She gestures to the board and steps aside so Ancilla (it must be Ancilla) can see. She'll be investigated in due time, first she must set the hook.
Ancilla looks over her drafting with a faint smile. "Charming! It's hopeful, reaching higher, is it not? Where is this style from?"
"Oh, we don't stand on ceremony here." Lie. But... Maybe half of one? Maybe she's confused. "I am Ancilla Whitetail, head of the Architecture Club. That's all, at the moment. And who are you?"
Her polite smile falters at 'bright sorceress'. "Aha. A tale as old as time. The candle that burns twice as bright dies twice as fast, but I wish you well in your career throwing fire at things. Let me know if you manage to come up with a well-developed project proposal in that style and we could see if it could be made reality. Lovely to meet you."
Ancilla turns to go.
She lets her go. If she's going to be turned off by "Bright Sorceress" then she isn't so interesting after all.
She goes back to drawing on the board.
She stays around until it gets towards supper, then goes and has supper.
This is good. Having some time to herself is good.
After supper she goes to talk to her class supervisor about reducing things down to an eight hour day. Can she stretch things to three months on her current budget if she takes the same classes strung out more?
And she investigates to see what other clubs there are on campus.
...She's going to need more money. Given her performance and very high growth rate (something they track and do all sorts of analysis on, scoring teachers and such - she's 97th percentile after normalization for hours in class), it's entirely possible she'll qualify for a student loan.
Another gold would more than cover her for an additional month - the price difference is just her room and food, really. She could stretch it out to three and a half months total on another gold. The loan office is on the third floor.
Hmm well given her performance and everything... No prior records or history of her... What is her plan to repay the school's money (and interest), exactly? Would she be willing to state under lie detection that she fully intends to pay back the loan and does not anticipate this changing?
She intends to dungeon delve in order to raise the money. If something better comes along she'll do that. But she has an idea of what kind of earnings she could make from delving, and seven silver is not much compared to it.