"You're welcome! We must feed Sir Spell and his lovely caster."

Alexius continues his secondary malwatch duties and forks over another dose, half from power sharer and half from carrying stuff around all afternoon. 

Aaaaa? Gods, they shouldn't have said anything because now they're blushing and everyone is probably looking at them and knowing. They try to hide behind their hair and Angie and are very much bright red.

Angie purses her lips, and accepts mana without comment. 

(Alexei misses all of that, busy securing a bit of tubing to the bottom of his bag. Zed's expression gets a momentary concerned look, before he goes back to mal watch.) 

Once the mana is all passed in, Angie nudges Zed, "One more?" 

Right, yes. Stop blushing about the pretty girl and actually do the one useful thing they can contribute to their friends. Right. Rightrightright.

They nod and start the spell again.

Heeeeeere wire. Wire wire wire. Gold wire silver wire copper wire brass wire. 

Angie leads them out in the middle of the group again, keeping a grip on their shirt as they keep a grip on hers, and an eye on the ceiling and floor. Same strategy as the last two times - shielded guy in front, upperclassman spotting for him, Alexei in the rear.

(Wire and gems and glass sand and she'd probably kill someone for a good set of etching and engraving tools-) 

Please let there be a drawplate.

Clamps and chisels and lapidary tools and a slip roller and mallets and a screwdriver. She will tie things to her backpack straps if she has to.

Tomonori can't carry too much more but he can think about the things everyone else can use, and a few small things for himself.

Gems. Lots of gems, and wire. Small chunks of metal or wood. Burnisher, chisel, screwdriver, square. Nails, sandpaper...

Let's see, what tools did he forego due to the weight limits, or could loan out as a rarity...a crowbar, maybe, good synergy with his strength spell for getting at locked stuff when finesse fails. He's gonna have to do most of his furniture work by hand to save mana, so, one of those screwdriver and wrench sets with multiple fitting sizes, he wouldn't put it past the Scholomance to have, like, Tamper-pruf screws. Hex wrench. Metal glue, to further enhance his paranoid room sealing. That's probably enough to start but a spare multitool wouldn't go amiss either. 

The path this time bypasses one stairwell and then doubles back towards it after descending the second one. After a bit more walking and a turnoff just short of the usual shop supply location on the blueprints, a door labeled MMXLVIII can be seen in the corridor wall. A trio of tiny mals flee from the light in lurching hops when Alexius opens it. 

...Alexei throws his fireball at them before they can get out of sight, and then calls another one up.

"Not a promising sign. Really don't touch anything in there without double checking it, this time." He takes the rear, waiting by the door.

"I have enchanted gloves, maybe I should touch everything first."

"If you're volunteering, go ahead!" Angie has a knife in each hand in preparation for throwing them though.

Yolanda checks everything VERY CAREFULLY before she touches it but she does in fact touch all of the things that pass this scrutiny. 

"What are gloves enchanted for?"

"They're protective, mostly against toxins or caustic substances. They let me punch mals without worrying that this will result in some kind of horrible mal blood getting on my bare skin."

"How nice! They look fetching also."

"Thanks, my aunt made them for me."

Lily draws her athame and surveys the room carefully.

Now that's thinking like a self-buffer. Alexius, true to his malbait job, opens the cabinets and drawers for Yolanda to rummage through. 

...Zed sits down against a wall, exhausted and shaking just a little bit. Though they sit on their hands so it's not so obvious.

Alexei steps inside while the shelf checking is going on, spots Zed, and immediately moves to crouch in front of them, protective qnd close but ready to spring up at any moment. Angie can get whatever they're getting in here.

"Potion?" He asks them, quiet. 

They should be able to push through this. It's the first day, this should be nothing.

Absolutely not. Alexei reaches around to Zed's bag and rifles in it for a tiny vial, which he uncorks and holds in front of Zed's face.

"Drink."