After three days of freedom, the school year began. And with it, Arc settled quickly into the new routine her terribly full schedule demanded.
In the mornings, she collected Owyn for classes. After class every other day, she put her things away and walked the "shit patrol," which were the magical post-class hours when people were still gathered on campus and people liked to "start shit," as Kyan liked to put it. Fortunately, it was the start of the semester, so for the first week nothing happened aside from some cutting words and a single outburst of mana from a maven whose whole deal was wielding words to transmit either replenishing or damaging mana.
