"Incantations, since my affinity is singing."

"...Okay, you maybe shouldn't be in the same section as me then? Because I want to get as early in the week as I can, and I think that's not a good tradeoff unless you're doing artificing track." 

Masozi glances around the room. "....Hey, does anyone have a Monday shop class? I might run over to the nearest other homerooms to see if anyone there does." 

After no one answers him for thirty seconds, he shrugs and gets up and jogs out of the room. At least he can be pretty sure the hallway is free of dangerous non-hiding mals, since it's been traversed extensively by other students. And running while scanning ahead is a very good way to build up more mana so he can afford to use his mal-trapping spell if he has to. 

The room layout makes NO SENSE and so it turns out that the easiest other homeroom to reach while minimizing passing through danger zones is 409. Masozi arrives, out of breath but intact, and sticks his head in to scope out the students there and whether he knows any of them. 

Mal isn't running late, he's .... on his own schedule.

At least it means that the schedule in question is waiting for him when he arrives.

M, 8:45-10:45 AM
     Household Bookkeeping

MF, 10:45-11:45 AM
     Introduction to Probability

MF, 11:45 AM-12:45 PM
     Spells of Santeria

MWF, 2:15-3:15 PM
     Abacus Skills

MWF, 3:15-4:15 PM
     Language Lab

TTH, 8:45-9:45 AM
     Algebra I

TTH, 9:45-10:45 AM
     Early Modern Continental Drama

TTH, 10:45 AM-12:45 PM
     Intro to Lab

TTH, 2:15-3:15 PM
     Diaspora Enclaves: A History

TTH, 3:15-4:15 PM
     Applied Electromechanics

WF, 8:45-10:45 AM
     Freshman Maleficaria Studies

W, 10:45 AM-12:45 PM
     Intro to Shop

TH, 10:45 AM-12:45 PM
     Beyond the Quixote: Short Stories of Cervantes

Julian's schedule looks – quite good, actually. He has reasonably convenient and non-lethal slots for shop and alchemy, History of Artificing, and just enough math to keep him on track for advanced artificing without making his life excessively difficult. To make up for it, there's Magic and Ritual in the Hindu Vedas and Mystical Verse from Minnesang to Goethe. They both sound fascinating and shouldn't be too empty, but it means he'll be doing coursework in his two weakest languages. Ah, well, translating builds mana.  

When he's done, he leans over to Naima. "What's yours look like? I was hoping – " Wait, no, idiot, he can't tell her he hopes they'll have some classes together, she'll think he's exactly the sad indie loser he is– "I was hoping you'd have something interesting," he finishes lamely. 

"Rebecca?" a New York freshman asks, arriving at the door at a jog.

"- yeah?"

"New York compares schedules so that we can all take classes together, if we want. Zeke had some notes for you - some of them are secret, if you want to step outside with me for a sec -"

"Oh, sure, okay - why's it secret -" She gets up and follows him out.

He shows her Zeke's schedule. "The secret part is this bit. Some of us got shop first thing Monday morning. Usually that's an awful slot for freshmen, because the shop's dangerous, but Orion thinks he can handle it, and it's right after the supply cabinets refresh. So we're coordinating to take shop together in that slot. Now, you might not want to join us - language track kids usually take languages Monday morning, early-in-the-week artificing slots are really only worth it to artificers - but Zeke wanted you to know. And we don't want the whole school to know, because then we're all taking on all the danger and not even getting better supplies." 

"Oh - yeah, I'll - think about it? It's kind of complicated to shuffle around and I don't have scratch paper."

"Sure thing!" He has the rest of Zeke's schedule there so she can pick the ones she wants to share.

She notes things on the back of her own schedule.

- oh wait the kid from yesterday is hoping for something! Involving her! Did she successfully get someone to like as opposed to just, like, tolerating her.

"First shop slot of the week, so I'm obviously going to try to switch that to Tuesday. Wednesday lab is probably fine. Egyptian Books of the Dead, because there is a God, and he obviously loves me. - do you mind if I copy that History of Artificing, the school wants me to take a lang lab there but I really don't think I need it - "

She tilts her whole paper towards him; she's also got Writings of Avicenna - that'll be stuff in Persian - Algebra II, History of Alchemy, History of Magical Conflicts, Formal Logic for Spellcraft, and Intro to Incantations.

The Scholomance evidently loves Jean. He has a beautiful loadout of literature classes, not too much math, and a nicely placed shop class just before lunch on Tuesdays. He's really not sure he wants to bother changing a thing. It's almost disappointing, after all the time he spent practicing on mock schedules.

"...what the hell is an abacus skills," Mal wonders aloud.

Masozi is back after about fifteen minutes, very out of breath. 

(He ran into one of the Shanghai upper-year students on the way, apparently en route to bring him Wei Wuxian's class schedule, so now he might have MORE classes he wants to request.) 

He passes by Rebecca's desk first and lowers his voice. "There is a Monday morning shop class. So I'm taking that. If you wanna. It might not be a good idea for you though, if you're languages." 

He's speaking quietly enough that it shouldn't carry through the whole room, but Bobbie can probably overhear it. 

"Thanks," says Rebecca, considering and discarding responses like "I know, Silas just told me".

- Gosh. Bobbie is pretty confident that she can take care of herself, which means that rather than being a death sentence Monday morning shop is a great way to trade what she has (Vigilance and the ability to kill mals) for what she is sorely lacking (Literally any material possessions). If Masozi is also there and actually reformed it probably won't even be much more dangerous than a normal shop class anyways. And if he's planning to use the early slot to build a mal army instead of - whatever else he might be making in shop, it doesn't seem to fit his affinity so probably just miscellany - she'll be all the better placed to notice and put a stop to it. She stands up and stretches, which gives her enough leverage to see exactly which morning block Masozi is requesting - wow first thing in the morning hot damn - and writes that down.

Should she tell the rest of the room? Probably...not... there's a finite number of slots for each shop class and she doesn't want it filling up, and it'd get her a reputation as both a snoop and as someone who just blurts out secrets for everyone to hear. Giving common sense advice to the kids who need it is one thing, that would be another.

She will then also get to witness Masozi puzzling over what looks like a...mostly-Mandarin class schedule for some student called Wei Wuxian?

He is writing in that he wants to take a class called 'Street-fighting Mathematics', in Mandarin, during the Tue-Thu slot just before lunch. Shanghai kid's schedule also has 'Maleficaria from 1700 to the Present' in English, in the after-lunch block on Mon-Wed-Fri, and Masozi writes that in as well. 

Mal really can't think of anything he wants less than four math classes.

...if he puts intro to shop on Tuesday morning, that gets him out of algebra. And then if he puts intro to lab on Friday afternoon, that gets him out of probability. Then he just has to figure out something to displace whatever Abacus Skills are, and then he just has Household Bookkeeping, which he can handle -- "does anyone have anything after lunch on Mondays that's easy..."

"Double language lab?"

"Sick, thanks."

"No problem."

To Naima – "Go ahead. Oooh, Formal Logic for Spellcraft looks fun, mind if I take that? It has to be better than Materials Identification – " 

He tilts his schedule towards her. It looks like this. 

"Wow, development of the enclave, God must love you, too. Go ahead, I bet it'll be solid for learning how to make anything actually useful."

She fixes her shop and lab and requests History of Artificing.

"Okay. Now we just have to be distracted. Hear any good distracting things, lately?"