Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-14800267-20130812065835/@comment-14800267-20130919020441

OOC: So life happens and then the RP shoots ahead! Thanks for the fun read though, all of you ;)

IC: It was just like the ship. It was just like the freaking ship! Tantrums, politics, in fighting. The only difference was there was less swordplay and less blood. Why on earth had she even bothered with this place? She was on of the few canon villians here, but she didn't need to do anything to sabotage the class, people were doing it on their own.

"No matter where I go, dear Esmee, I am surrounded by children and insufferable fools." She sighed, leaning back and examining the rather nice scallopping on the roof. Maybe she needed some in her cabin. It was just bare planks at the moment, and a few heavy support beams. She'd have to figure out a way of attaching the hooks she hug various things from, but she'd work it out.

"'Tis a bit chaotic, isn't it, Cap'n?" Esmee asked, a little redundantly "Professor Piper's son has sass like Pan."

That really wasn't the right thing to say at all. Jane sat up stiffly and turned an unpleasant look on her first mate.

"What?"

Esmee realised her mistake. More than Pan's irritating habit of attacking for no real reason, both Hook senior and junior loathed him (and her, in Jane's case) for their arrogance and attitude.

"I...I mean it's almost sort of, not quite just reminds me a little of Pan... is all."

Jane was silent, her baleful glare unshifting. The she turned rather abruptly and folded her arms

"Indeed. he had best beware if he wants to keep his innards"

Esmee was grateful the boy had left the room.