Grant leaned back in a chair of the teachers lounge, his hat tipped over his face. He'd had a long day of teaching his solitary student the proper way to mix black powder, which was a surprisingly difficult task.
Grant had decided the best way to relax would be to just hang out in the climate controlled teachers lounge, and take a nap.
The old pirate was currently drifting in and out of sleep, his blunderbuss standing on it's end next to him. Rose was perching atop it, keeping a close eye on anyone who may walk into the room. And it just so happened...
"Skrawk! Attention on deck! Boots on the ground!" The parrot squawked, pecking at Grant, who lazily pushed his hat up to see who had walked in.
@"NightRaine"
Grant had decided the best way to relax would be to just hang out in the climate controlled teachers lounge, and take a nap.
The old pirate was currently drifting in and out of sleep, his blunderbuss standing on it's end next to him. Rose was perching atop it, keeping a close eye on anyone who may walk into the room. And it just so happened...
"Skrawk! Attention on deck! Boots on the ground!" The parrot squawked, pecking at Grant, who lazily pushed his hat up to see who had walked in.
@"NightRaine"