The Staff Table
 

The school staff is seated on a dias high overlooking the Great Hall. You may approach them for conversation, but they probably deserve a peaceful meal as much as anyone else.

After her trip through the grounds Seren was definitely in the mood for some warm comforting food and a nice warm nettle tea.. or perhaps a peppermint, she could hardly decide. She approached the dias and the first thing she noticed was... there was nobody there. No doubt the other Professor's were quite busy planning their lessons and marking homework. It was what she was supposed to be doing too. But not right now, she deserved an hour or two to relax and eat.
"Hhhhmm," murmured Seren as she took her seat, peering out at the house tables. Seemed as though everyone was enjoying themselves, escaping the chilly conditions outside.

After pouring herself a cup of steaming hot nettle tea Seren decided it was about time to get stuck into some food. She would need to energy to return to the greenhouses, there was always work to be done.

Luckily for her the house elves prepared spectacular food. She loaded up her plate with a seasoned roast lamb, roast potatoes, pumpkin and some peas. Then came the best bit. The gravy! An almost childlike smile appeared on Seren's face as the gravy trickled out and generously coated her lamb and vegetables.

"Aye, Captain!" Arya didn't hesitate to leave her pie at the Ravenclaw table to join Vindictus and her crewmate up on the dias. They had more pie up here any way, and better seating. Catching the tail end of the conversation, she nodded her head in agreement. "Me agrees, Cap'n. 'Least a good few doubloons."

Mad Jasper Glick edged up to the staff table, eying the corsairs already there, hanging on to their every word. He gave 'ole Barnabas a slight look of recognition and then took a seat off to the far right. It was clear that he'd taken a side--one opposite the three men already seated.

With deliberate steps Jack 'Three Fingers' Paisley marches down towards the Staff table, eyes deadset on the the older man "Arrr, claimin' a mighty fine prize that aint ev'n yerth are ye Cap'n?" the First Mate snarled as he hoisted himself up the diaz, then gripped the right side of the chair. "Not'f we got sumthin' to say about it, aint that right mateyth?" he chuckled, angling his head at Glick and Deadwood.

His eyes as round as coins Francois 'Doubloon' White flipped the coin that had been in his pocket idly and walked up to his First Mate giving the Captain a snarl as he passed. He stuffed the coin back into his pocket and crossed his arms menacingly before cracking his neck. Yup he was scary and a threat. Fear him.

"Dun know what he be a claimin' is 'is but I says it ain't." Yup he'd side with the Jack o' Cups before the Captain any day. He spat on the ground at the Captain's feet and took his coin back out flipping it in his fingers again, his large eyes glaring at the Captain.

As Paisley and his ilk made their way to the staff table as well, Sherman watched them carefully. "Not 'f ye have n'athing to say a'out it?" he repeated narrowing his eyes at the First Mate. "Arr...Who said we give a pieces of eight a'out what ye think?" he asked rhetorically, adding his own hands to the opposite side of the chair as if claiming it for the captain. He certainly wasn't gonna let him just have anything.

Ahh his Boatswain has join them. Excellent! His loyal mateys were almost complete, Mhahahaha!

Eyes shifting momentarily from the Captain he glances at the other fellow he thought was Sailor Buffington but seemed to have lost a lot of his scars "Eh, we all knowth yea aint much 'f a thinkin type Buffin'ton... 'n be ye runnin outta sharks to bear hug ? Yer face looks to be a baby's bottom" he cackled. He kinda preferred the scars really. Then the old man chimes in except!--"'N Doc thar looks to have be shrunk into a wee lassie! BWHAHAHAHHA!!!" the First Mate pointed and cackled.

Then he finally returns his gaze at the Captain "Oh we be knowin' ye all too well Cap'n, lessonth carved on me fin'erth right here" he said as he raises his right hand to show off his three fingers. Or five.

WHAAA???? :whaa:

"I got me fingers back.... I GOT ME FINGERS BACK!!!" the First Mate howls excitedly as he shows it off to his loyal mateys. Howdat happen?

"Shiver me timbers!" Mad Jasper Glick suddenly yelled. By the tone of his voice, one might think he'd gone deaf or was close to it. He jumped out of his chair and then used it to climb atop the table. He looked left, and then he looked right--"Me hair's grown longer! Me legs' grown shorter!"

His booming voice echoed across the Great Hall. "Me voice has gone softer!"

"Ello' Capt'in." The Cannon Master said. 'Toothless sat at the table with the rest of the crew. "Capt'in I be hearing talk of mutany." 'Toothless' said thinking of the red X on the wall and the fact that the first mate was getting a little screwy about things. "Orders Sir."

Dabloon was eying the Captain and his brood with narrowed eyes and a frown still flipping the coin relentlessly when he heard his mate start yelling about his fingers and nearly dropped his coin. Catching it before it hit the ground because, that being bad luck to him, he turned his head toward the First Mate and frowned, "What're ya goin' on about?" He leaned forward to look at his fingers and his eyes widened. So he had gotten his fingers back.

"No me thinks ye'll be losin' yers Cap'n with threats o' the likes o' that," he snarled at the Captain. "Ain't yer treasure ta be threatenin' with!"

He eyed Sherman and laughed, "So says the Cap'n's parrot! Ain't got nothin' new to say, Parrot?"

Hearing the Cannon Master talk about mutiny he frowned, "Doubt ye could 'ear a thing with those cannon's goin' off in yer ear!"

Fishlips still wasn't used to his new average sized lips, and had been messing with them almost the entire time he'd been up on the dias. But the talk of his Captain loosin his fingers quickly drew his attention away from his lips that formed a snarl at Doubloon. "Me knows ye'll be losin' yers if ye threaten me Cap'n again." If he had some rope, he'd be waving it in the man's direction. "If the Cap'n says it be his treasure, then that's what it be."

He did a double take at Doubloon-- signature coin still there, but everything about him has changed. Least his eyes didnt spook as much "Aye me Boatswain be sayin' th' truth."he nodded firmly, snarling at Fishlips-- who dont look it anymore-- and the Captain "Part 'o that booty be ours fair 'n thquare!" and he wasnt just referring to the chair.

Then he suddenly glances up the table "What ye be yellin about now Mad J--" he trailed off when he realized "Me Master Gunner.... a wee lass now... " he muttered as he glanced at Misha and realized that she too was also a child "Arrrgh... Wha' sorcery be 'tis? Me loyal mateys turned to children?... "