"Sixty five and I'm made of magic rocks, is why I still look like a teen. Well, because the guy who made me was not entirely right in the head. I'm told I'm very realistic for an awakened golem."

"Congratulations and condolences. You're our tank, then?"

"Sort of by default, yeah. I'm trying to learn other stuff but I'm pretty naturally suited to taking hits. We're going to get split up into other parties once our training is done, though. Varrin's been here the longest, me and Lucille are about tied."

She nods. "Here's to successful training, then. I guess I'll go get myself sorted out on the administrative side."

They wish her well!

Administratively speaking, they want to schedule her for 30 hours a week of training with a focus on Bright Magic but 'broad' enough to make her a little well rounded, and she can have a room here in the Fall Divers building if she wants. They don't have a cafeteria though, she'll need to buy food herself if she wants to live here. They don't object to her continuing to attend the academy or whatever else as long as it doesn't appear to be affecting her performance.

She would like to live in the Fall Divers building. A little bit of mental math - three silver for food a month times six months equals eighteen silver, but she was already setting aside twelve and a bit silver for rent and food over the next two months, so she just has to come up with six silver from her tuition for everything to be the same. Which ought not to be hard. Hopefully she can get back enough to instantly repay her debt. 55% annual tax rate is not something she enjoys.

Assuming that's everything, off to tell her course advisor the good news! If she drops everything and withdraws her whole account, how much money will she have? 

She can get an advance on her Fall Divers pay? She is getting paid. Not as much as she'll earn on missions, but not nothing. Fall Diver trainees get six silver a month and they can advance her three months.

She will take three months with no pay over a one gold loan accumulating interest any day. And have four silver left over to spend, too.

All that's left for her to do is go talk to Liscor Academy student services, then. Her class advisor congratulates her a lot on becoming a Fall Diver and is pretty excited to rearrange her classes to cover things they won't.

She does a couple calculations and concludes that she can afford to keep all the money she already has in tuition there. "Can you stretch this out to four months or so based on two hours a day of evening classes instead of eight hours a day of classes?"

Oh, easily and she'll have a good amount left over. Though evening classes does limit her options a bit. She can withdraw money from the student account for a small transaction fee (2 copper).

She's good for now, thanks. She'll go upstairs to the loan office and plunk down her silver now. 

"I'd like to repay the loan in full," she says primly. "It's no longer needed."

Sure, sure. She still has to pay the first month's interest, which is 12c 2cp.

Cost of doing business. She pays.

Then she just needs to go to her room and get the last of her things together and bring them to the Fall Divers. There isn't much.

Her acquaintances wonder where she's going? So soon after taking it easier. Is she dropping out or something?

"I got signed by the Fall Divers! So I'm moving to evening classes while they train me. I'm moving out of here to over there, but you might still be able to catch me at the Bright social club late - I'm still taking classes."

"Wow, congratulations! Very very impressive."

"Oh, none of us are welcome at the Bright club. Besides, they always make the room swelteringly hot."

"Maybe I'll drop by the rooms just to see you, I do enjoy your company. But right now I'm in the middle of something, so..." She waves bye over her stack of stuff.

Nobody stops her or anything.

Her neighbors in the Fall Divers residence area are all... Cooler than the university people, on some level. They have unique hairstyles or clothing or scars or are strange species more often. They're mostly talking about training and tactics, and doing things like juggling knives or arm wrestling in the common areas. Several say hello to her and mention how firepower is the ultimate equalizer so it'll be good to have more magic on call.

She tosses her things into her room, shuts the door, and takes the time to introduce herself to the neighbours. These people are definitely more her type. 

"I'll make sure to bring my best if I end up partied with any of you," she says. "I need to catch up, hm?"

"Yeah, but we were all where you were once. I'll make sure you don't get shanked in the back," a rogue-looking person cheerfully says.

"Nothing catches up like a wildfire. Every role in a party's a valuable one," another man adds.

She nods firmly. "Any of you want to go out for dinner with me? I'll buy a meal for your war stories."

"You mean like a date or like a bribe or like a friend?" Is the general response.

"Like a bribe, and if I can get friends or dates with bribery so much the better. And if any of you are masochists we should talk."

Haha, nope. No masochists here. Even if they rib one of the foreguards about how being a tank means getting hit a lot. This halberd-carrying guy will take her up on lunch though. (The others warn her he eats like an ogre.)