001 [Video]

[honeyimholmes]

[The camera clicks on to show Basil standing on his desk, hands behind his back, wearing a red suit

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/dies of excitement

[notoysplz]

[Sid blinks at the sight and then pulls one earbud playing OBNOXIOUSLY LOUD music out of his ear]

Kay say what?

8 D Likewise

[honeyimholmes]

[Basil quirks an eyebrow]

Let's see here. The callouses on your fingers are distinctive of one who is accustomed to using a broom. The dirt under your fingers and your youth indicate you are not a teacher, and your headphones show more wear than the average student could give them. You must be the janitor here.

My name, once again, is Basil of Baker Street. Please send one of your staff more of my stature to my desk every day at 9:00 AM sharp. I shall be setting up my living quarters inside it.

Re: 8 D Likewise

[notoysplz]

*looks very surprised* uh yeah...I mean.....

uh...sure?

[honeyimholmes]

Marvelous! Do you have any questions, mister....?

[Video] Here, Basil. Have a set of creepy triplets

[one_and_many]

Welcome, Basil of Baker Street.

We are the school's guidance counsellors.

[Luna introduces her sisters in turn before introducing herself]

This is Phoebe, this is Seline, and I am Luna.

Rockin'

[honeyimholmes]

Yes, and good to meet you all. I doubt we shall run into each other often. Nonetheless, should you require my assistance, do not hesitate to approach me between classes.

After hours I shall be working, and am not to be disturbed.

[one_and_many]

There is a bright college student named Mozenrath who is also studying the Mist. We would not mind introducing you to him.

[honeyimholmes]

Of course. Send him to my office tomorrow between Ten AM and Four PM. I'll be expecting him.

[baredambitions]

[Scar's lips pull back into a grin to see Basil, and it's only a little-- no, it's definitely menacing. Perfect.]

Welcome to the Academy, little mouse.

[honeyimholmes]

[A flicker of fear before attempting to regain composure]

Ah. Yes. Indeed. Thank you. And you are...?

[baredambitions]

Scar, the Philosophy instructor. I'm sure it will be a pleasure working with you.

[honeyimholmes]

A-hem. Quite. The pleasure is mine, Mr. Scar.

[Video] Here, have a face full of chin.

[launchpadquack]

Hey there! Nice to meet ya, Basil, I'm Launchpad McQuack. I'm the staff pilot, you need to go somewhere off the island, I'm your man.

[honeyimholmes]

Wonderful! I imagine I shall be asking for just that from time to time. Tell me, how many can your aeroplane hold? I'd like to take my students out for some field work, and by air would seem the fastest method.

[launchpadquack]

My plane can comfortably seat about 8 people, depending on their size... Though I don't fly in the mist, of course. It shorts the instruments. Working on that one.

[honeyimholmes]

I should be able to help you with that, Mr. McQuack. I am finishing work on a device to contain this mist, which in time may well work as a sort of repellent.

Eight people will more than likely be sufficient, given my observed estimated average class size.

[fearthefool]

Welcome to the Academy.
Do you have a mouse-sized tailor, or do you shop from more common outlets?

[honeyimholmes]

I get all my clothes custom made by a craftsman in Portsmouth, who is a mouse like myself. Would you like his address?

[fearthefool]

Save it for an exterminator. I am, if you haven't noticed, larger than a mouse.

[honeyimholmes]

I'll have you know, my good fellow, that there is a fine tradition of mouse tailors working for men of all sizes. Your assumption that my friend can only make clothes for those of his species is completely false.

Let's see here. Your distinctive regalia reveals you as a thespian. Your inquiries as to my clothes show you are a man with distinctive tastes that a student would have yet to acquire, and your beard is well-trimmed and seems to have been in place for a good number of years. You are a teacher of the theatrical arts, are you not?