Barron Sharpe

I want the pool table back. How could the Admiral take the only thing around here that's even vaguely interesting? What are we supposed to do now, play cards?

[Private - Dean]
Fix this. [It's serious business. :I]

[A delayed response because... Barron tends to ignore Admiral announcements?]

[Private to Prefect]

Where are you? Are you armed? Still alive?

[Private to Loki]

If you wanted to pick a time to bail, this is it.

Prefect's hurt. Dying maybe. There for days. Level three, room fourteen to sixteen. Don't know which. Send doctors.

[OOC: There may be some in universe late replies, once Prefect has gone to the infirmary and Barron can reply properly. c:]