Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25686329-20141213011519/@comment-25686329-20141222034830

Plutarch suddenly though of the mess he had just left, and by extension, Calla, being the maid.

He was an outlaw, but not without manners or code.

He took a disposable scalpel, one he had borrowed from the science lab, and procured a peice of paper from his jacket.

'Calla -- Sorry about the mess. Pay ya back later.

-P. Cavendish'

...he scrawled on the slip. He stabbed the paper into the table using the blade and left it for her to find.

Afterwards, he strode up to the DJ, Melody, and requested something by Smoking Caterpillar, that one punk rock band.