Karen has been having kind of a rough second day. She has managed to pee, which is not at all impressive because it turns out the void is good for that, and managed to get lost, and managed to get un-lost with the aid of her map, and managed to get to her homeroom about fifteen minutes late, at which point she was given a magical schedule that had twelve (12) classes on it, which she's pretty sure is about double the number of classes that a normal person can reasonably manage at once, and then she wasn't sure whether they were supposed to do anything else in homeroom, so she kind of sat there like an idiot until kids started filing out up to the cafeteria.

She's also put her hair up in a bun today. She considered cutting it, but that seemed kind of drastic. She's not very sure why all of the girls here have cut their hair so short, but if it's just about not getting chomped then a bun is about the best you can do, right, especially if scissors (and possibly knives?) keep going evil and there's some chance of haircuts being in short supply later, because then you might get caught in that awkward stage where your hair is long enough to get in your eyes but not long enough to pin back, and - anyway. Bun.

She's very happy that her first class - if today is still Friday and if there are classes today, God please let there be classes today - is Maleficaria Studies, because Julia said they would learn to fry mals there, and that seems probably good for her life expectancy.

She grabs some food and then looks through the entirely ridiculous number of students for Leander. Not that she's entirely sure how helpful Leander is actually going to be, but he was pretty helpful yesterday and he also promised to teach her Latin, which given her schedule is looking like something that she's going to have to figure out sooner rather than later. - there he is.

"Hey. Uh, do you know what 'prosody' is?"