The portal network path to Arcadia is reasonably well-labeled, but not in a way that inspires confidence that it will be so next week. When she arrives at Arcadia, she emerges out onto a large open quad space with a big sign saying, "WELCOME NEW STUDENTS!"

There are a handful of little stands for housing assignments; May probably wants the one that says "Latin Alphabet: Q-Z"

Assuming it's by surname, she sure does!

She is among WITCHES now and DOES NOT HAVE TO WALK!!!!! She drifts over to the Q-Z stand a few inches off the ground.

"Hi!" says the girl behind the desk, who looks like some kind of fire elemental with a skull. "Name?"

"Mabel Mariko Swan."

She rifles through a box beside her and presents her with an ornate golden key with twinkling red stones in the base. "This is your room key! It will open any on-campus door that your student account authorizes you to enter. It should be supernaturally difficult to lose but if you manage it anyway come by the residency office, which is here," she points to a blue circle on a map she pulled out of the box at the same time. "You're in Suite 32 of Claviger Hall." She points to a red circle. There are a variety of other colors of circle, with a key to one side clarifying what all the colors mean. 

"Thanks! Is this map mine to keep?"

"Yep!" 

Then off May goes to her new home! Zoom.

Claviger Hall is beautiful. 

It looks almost but not quite like a cathedral, from the outside; the architectural style is fully Gothic, except where the stained glass windows are smaller and more numerous than they would be on any cathedral, and some swung wide open, and there are certainly no crosses anywhere. Some architect clearly put a lot of work into the building, and another artist into all the stained glass (which has fully secular geometric designs, once she gets close enough to see), because this is the most charge she's ever gotten off a building. 

Inside, it looks more like a normal college dormitory, but a particularly tasteful one; every public lounge and hallway isn't necessarily decorated in a way that goes with any other, but they're arranged in such a way that you never have to see two things that clash with each other at once. 

Suite 32 is on the second floor. 

Oh, gorgeous, she loves it already.

She flies up the stairs and lets herself into 32.

Suite 32 consists of a common area with four individual bedrooms branching off of it. About two-thirds of the common area is taken up by a living room or lounge sort of area, while the remaining third is taken up by a kitchenette separated from the rest by an island countertop. The living room has one big squashy couch, a big squashy chair, and three beanbags in three different colors. 

Sitting on one of the beanbags is a pale, dark-haired girl with her excessively long canine teeth sunk into a very red apple. She looks up when May enters the room. 

"Good morning, I'm May!"

She pulls the apple off her teeth. "Good morning! I'm Ava. You're a wulong, right? I got a book about different witch races before I came here."

"Yup! I'm afraid I did not get such a book and I don't think whatever you are was one of my options."

"I'm an Empusa." She opens her mouth wide to gesture at her fangs. "Vampire witch."

"Huh. Uh, I awakened from a mundane background a few weeks ago and don't know the answers to any questions you may or may not get all the time."

"I awakened from a mundane background six days ago and haven't had time to get asked them."

"Oh, how convenient. Do you vant to suck my blahd? I'm told it's now blue, though I trip a lot less now I can float so I haven't seen it yet."

"Uhhhh...I'm good, thanks," she waves her apple, "Lunabella has magic blood fruit. That they export. Drinking from an actual person sounds kind of, uh, intimate? Honestly? Like an uber-hickey." 

"Legit, I do not especially want to donate any - wow, magic blood fruit is a very cool concept given that there are vampires - do you also have to eat normal food?"

"Nope. Biologically, I'm pretty much dead!" 

"Is that... uncomfortable?"

"Absolutely not, it's great. Biology is incredibly gross when you actually pay attention to it and now I don't have any, I never once felt as clean before I activated as I have since my first shower since." 

"Huh, I hadn't really thought about it that way. I guess you're not the rotting kind of undead - I got that option but it was basically the first I struck - so you're just like, not sweating, not shedding skin...?"