*a scruffy looking teen wearing ragged clothes, a brave attemtpt at facial hair, and some archaic handcuffs is escorted in by two of His Majesty's Finest.*
I think I might be too late for enrollment, gents, so if you want to just let me go? No? Ah.
Mornin', miss. I'm Jack Sparrow, late of the pirate ship Hermione. These fine fellows insisted I come here for rehabilitation or some such. It's here or gaol, they say, so I'm hoping enrollment is still open?
*the taller and blander of the two naval officers plunks a key on your desk, along with a ratty cloth bag that moves on its own*
Ah, they brought her. That's Pearl in there, miss. My comrade in arms. Are pets allowed here?
*a spider monkey pokes her head out of the bag and chitters angrily at the navy men*
Hello, luv...I mean Miss Principal
I think I might be too late for enrollment, gents, so if you want to just let me go? No? Ah.
Mornin', miss. I'm Jack Sparrow, late of the pirate ship Hermione. These fine fellows insisted I come here for rehabilitation or some such. It's here or gaol, they say, so I'm hoping enrollment is still open?
*the taller and blander of the two naval officers plunks a key on your desk, along with a ratty cloth bag that moves on its own*
Ah, they brought her. That's Pearl in there, miss. My comrade in arms. Are pets allowed here?
*a spider monkey pokes her head out of the bag and chitters angrily at the navy men*