Office Hours, Thursday

[sharp_as_knives]

Hannibal hadn't been planning on coming in to his office on the island until the afternoon.

Just until he woke up to a hat and eyepatch that wouldn't go away, and cursed a lot more like a sailor than usual.

So now he was in his office, working on classes and listening to the only opera his stereo would play today.

At least his getup matched his mood.


[Open, but grumpy!]

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[sharp_as_knives]

"They are not," Hannibal agreed. He wasn't speaking in pirate anymore, either. He'd refused, a bird had arrived to translate for him, and he'd decided that was the height of rudeness. Unlike the hat and eyepatch, no others had materialized. "It's making it damnably difficult to get any reading done."

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"I have heard that depth perception is a good thing in that respect, y- -," Drac's joking tone was cut off with a small gulp as he heard the sound of flapping wings come down the hallway.

"Braaaaawk! Fergawtcher hat, Cap'n!" A large black bird flew into the office and deposited a large tricorn pirate hat on Drac's head before settling on the vampire's shoulder. "Brawwwwk!"



"... I thought I'd lost you in the tunnels."

The bird lifted slightly and fluffed its wings. "Braaawk! Never abandon the cap'n."

"... Count."

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Hannibal winced. "If you'd like, Count, I have some very sharp knives," he said in the bird's direction.

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That caused quite a fluttering!

"Braawk! Mutiny mutiny! Man the cannons! Walk the plank!" Drac winced slightly as the bird's claws tightened on his shoulder. "Hang 'im from the yardarm!"

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Hannibal shared a look with Dracula. "That parrot seems rather insubordinate, wouldn't you say? Maybe there is mutiny in the air."

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"He and the hat appeared early this morning. I don't know who it is he thinks I am."



"Yer th' Cap'n, Cap'n." Apparently it was an obvious statement, since the bird was now chewing his foot.

"It's count!" Drac growled. "And I haven't been on a boat in decades; I'm not your captain."

"Th' Cap'n is th' Cap'n, the ship is the lady! Pillage the landlubbers! Braawk."

[sharp_as_knives]

"Since he apparently thinks you're his captain, he'll have to do anything you say or be...keelhauled, is it? So, perhaps if you order him to be quiet..." Hannibal suggested.