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sweetpinkpixie · 10-03-2014, 01:09 AM

The ominous thump of leather soles against stone floor echoed through the corridor and into the laboratory as the. Perhaps he should have kept that Lost Boy's map instead of dismissing it when it did not show the location of Hangman's Tree upon it. It was bad form to be late to a previous scheduled engagement and, according to the strange calendar looking thing in his quarters, he was that. Very much so.

Clutching a few parchments in his hand, the Captain sneered as he stepped into the room and saw it to be filled with Lost Boys...and Lost Girls. What kind of rubbish had his dedication to good form gotten him into this time? Educating these parasitic sacks of entrails....

Using his hook to scratch the stone wall just outside, releasing a teeth-gritting and skin crawling noise into the air, his sneer turned into a smile that caused his mustache to wiggle. "Greetings and salutations................children," he said with forced pleasantries as he removed his hat and hung it, along with the bird cage containing his very special prison, on one of the now empty hangers by the door. "Jas. Hook at your service, but you all are to refer to me as Captain." He strut towards the front of the room, running his hook along the table tops and scratching them up as he went. "I will be your substitute instructor today ONLY because it is in good form to adhere to the schedule I discovered previously. NOT because I want to be here."

Nearly at the front of the room now, the Captain stopped quite suddenly and spun around in place before sinking his hook into the table where a young boy (natethegreat) was sitting. "Tell me, boy, do your eyes not work? Or hast thou simply forgotten thy manners?" Without saying another word, the Captain reached into the boy's pocket and pulled out the apple he had stolen and set it on the table while remaining hunched over. "Stealing from your Captain? Tsk tsk tsk...it's the plank for you boy!" And then he slammed his hook into the apple, screwing it, and took a large bite out of the apple as he stood up straight. "But it would be bad form to deny you a bit of education before you meet thy doom, so you shall walk the plank after this lesson is complete."

Taking a few more bites out of the juicy red apple, his forget-me-not blue eyes returned to the parchment in his hand and he read from it for a few moments before looking back at the sea of vacant expressions. "I have read that you have studied something called geocide previously...with particular attention to asteroid collisions..." What ever in Neverland all that was. He did not care enough to ask them to explain these things in detail either. None of it related to him or his still missing crew. Perhaps...he could recruit some of these sorry excuses for maggots to join him on the Jolly Roger...

"It also says here that you may...eat whatever it is that is in those strange looking parcels on your tables." And there was a dismissive wave with his hook (apple still attached) as he said this. "I am also meant to ask you if anyone can inform me why the date February 20, 1947 is significant." Which was rather odd to ask considering the answer was written right there below the question on the piece of parchment.

Poorly written handwriting, for the record.

The Captain was not yet aware that his very obsession was sitting just within a leap and his hook's reach. Not yet anyway.

OOC: class has officially started! Please do not post arriving late unless you are willing to face the IC consequences

Also, please assume that Professor Flamsteed taught a few lessons on asteroids between the first RPed lesson and this one.

Class will hopefully continue approximately 12-14 hours from the time of this post.

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sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Leprechaun Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 40,112 Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Diamond Marchbanks Gryffindor Sixth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Zachaël Lufkin Owl Post x12 x12	to those who greeted us, sorry! We weren't in the room ;) astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf The ominous thump of leather soles against stone floor echoed through the corridor and into the laboratory as the. Perhaps he should have kept that Lost Boy's map instead of dismissing it when it did not show the location of Hangman's Tree upon it. It was bad form to be late to a previous scheduled engagement and, according to the strange calendar looking thing in his quarters, he was that. Very much so. Clutching a few parchments in his hand, the Captain sneered as he stepped into the room and saw it to be filled with Lost Boys...and Lost Girls. What kind of rubbish had his dedication to good form gotten him into this time? Educating these parasitic sacks of entrails.... Using his hook to scratch the stone wall just outside, releasing a teeth-gritting and skin crawling noise into the air, his sneer turned into a smile that caused his mustache to wiggle. "Greetings and salutations................children," he said with forced pleasantries as he removed his hat and hung it, along with the bird cage containing his very special prison, on one of the now empty hangers by the door. "Jas. Hook at your service, but you all are to refer to me as Captain." He strut towards the front of the room, running his hook along the table tops and scratching them up as he went. "I will be your substitute instructor today ONLY because it is in good form to adhere to the schedule I discovered previously. NOT because I want to be here." Nearly at the front of the room now, the Captain stopped quite suddenly and spun around in place before sinking his hook into the table where a young boy (natethegreat) was sitting. "Tell me, boy, do your eyes not work? Or hast thou simply forgotten thy manners?" Without saying another word, the Captain reached into the boy's pocket and pulled out the apple he had stolen and set it on the table while remaining hunched over. "Stealing from your Captain? Tsk tsk tsk...it's the plank for you boy!" And then he slammed his hook into the apple, screwing it, and took a large bite out of the apple as he stood up straight. "But it would be bad form to deny you a bit of education before you meet thy doom, so you shall walk the plank after this lesson is complete." Taking a few more bites out of the juicy red apple, his forget-me-not blue eyes returned to the parchment in his hand and he read from it for a few moments before looking back at the sea of vacant expressions. "I have read that you have studied something called geocide previously...with particular attention to asteroid collisions..." What ever in Neverland all that was. He did not care enough to ask them to explain these things in detail either. None of it related to him or his still missing crew. Perhaps...he could recruit some of these sorry excuses for maggots to join him on the Jolly Roger... "It also says here that you may...eat whatever it is that is in those strange looking parcels on your tables." And there was a dismissive wave with his hook (apple still attached) as he said this. "I am also meant to ask you if anyone can inform me why the date February 20, 1947 is significant." Which was rather odd to ask considering the answer was written right there below the question on the piece of parchment. Poorly written handwriting, for the record. The Captain was not yet aware that his very obsession was sitting just within a leap and his hook's reach. Not yet anyway. OOC: class has officially started! Please do not post arriving late unless you are willing to face the IC consequences Also, please assume that Professor Flamsteed taught a few lessons on asteroids between the first RPed lesson and this one. Class will hopefully continue approximately 12-14 hours from the time of this post. __________________ When you're stuck in a moment and your spark has been stolen .................................................. ........... this is our time to own it, so own it..................................... baby we were born with fire and gold in our eyes