ANNOUNCEMENT 012

[Whoops. She's running a little late it seems, for today, the intercoms buzz into action a little late.]

Ahem. Attention, students!

[The husky voice of - well, the Voice that speaks over the intercom - echoes through the halls.]

Now that we're all done with our bout of spring sickness, it's time to buckle down to our studies! Remember that tests may appear at any time, and it would be such a shame if you were all to fail and be kept back another year.

And don't forget to be welcoming to our new arrivals, won't you? They're quite behind the times, after all.

[Click.]

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[ Sitting out in the court-yard is a new face. Tricorn hat, knit shawl, white boa - one's first impression may be flamboyant pirate. They wouldn't be too far from their mark.

Basco is still rather sore. He assumes that is what happens when you wake up from a slight case of death but for what reason is anyone's guess. Learning has nothing to do with it. He's certain this is just a game and while he's usually fond of games, he has no inclination towards being the pawn.

With a overly dramatic sigh, the privateer crosses his legs at the knee and leans back into the bench. Idly, he picks at the flaked green blood still on his face. ]