Prefect is being punished for DEFAMING THE GOOD NAME OF BATS

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[Video clicks on, but Prefect himself is nowhere to be seen. Instead, the camera is fixed on...a bat. It's kind of a cute bat, to be honest, and it's hovvering more or less inoffensively in one place in the middle of Prefect's cabin. From it's dainty bat paws, there hangs a document which is surprisingly clearly labeled as "HOUSE DEEDS". After keeping the camera trained on it for a few minutes, Prefect whispers from behind the communicator:]

I think it's waiting for me to open the door so it can escape with those Deeds.

[Pause. Then added a bit more urgently:]

But I don't know where it got them! I don't own a house! I live in a stock room!

[Prefect does a slight pan around just in case there's any doubt about this, and... yep. His room is still full of boxes. He returns the shot to the hovering Deed thief bat. He actually sounds quite calm about this whole thing so far.]

What should I do? My room is supposed to be bat proofed, how did it get i--

[There's a sudden FLURRY OF WINGS extremely close to the camera, and the shot drops to the flood abruptly, giving a shot of Prefect shrieking and flailing at his head.

It's possible that a bat just landed in his hair. It's almost certainly pooping.]

[Added Later]

Do we have any rabies medication in the infirmary?

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Prefect hovered close to Dracula, his instincts were telling him that he should try to prop the other man up somehow, to offer him some kind of support... on the other hand, he didn't really want to initiate any physical contact, if he had a choice in the matter.

"Are you able to move all right, Comrade? If you need any help, then you could let me know..."

The news that the creature nesting in his hair possessed razor sharp teeth didn't inspire Prefect with any real confidence. As he moved towards the closet door embedded into the wall of his cabin, his steps became a little stiffer, and more careful. "In here. They're... I don't know, Comrade. Hiding maybe..."

In the dark, upper corners of the closet, a lot of bats are hiding.

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"Your consideration is appreciated. But my condition is deserved improving. Now, let's see what sort of bat we are dealing with..."

He was not a biologist, but bats were a favorite beastie of his, and he had indeed read one of the Library's books with a section on them.

He peered into the closet...and then chuckled and shook his head. Very calmly and slowly, he started removing the clothes in said closet and turning to hand them to Prefect. "Let's get these cleared aside."

This was a bizarre situation, but just being out and doing things was a help.

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Prefect knew what kind of bats were in the closet. Big bats. As opposed to the baby bat on his head.

He accepted the clothes from Dracula, watching the cluster of waiting bats with no small measure of trepidation as he did so.

"How are you so calm?" He asked quietly, still watching the bats, "What if they fly at you?"

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"Animals respond to calm. Also, I am very resilient and have experience with them. If they fly at me, I will close my eyes and take some scratches. But the less I panic the less they will." Technically he was fearless, but also exciteable. Right now that would not stand him in good stead, so he moved slowly into the closet and peered up at them.

"There are about thirty, sleepy from the hour. I do not use my water closet so they can be transferred there. How much do you know about bats? And...what do you plan to do with the one who has imprinted on you?"