Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20131029012632/@comment-11588669-20131101122440

He added a bit of cinniman, and turned to the fridge.

"Damnit....did Messer hide the caramel again? No, wait. Found it." He pulled out three cubes, then unwrapped and dropped them in. It would add a different flavor to it.

"And...maybe. This is a school though. So, not as many criminals with bounties on their heads, or jobs to do. I used to be one cold bastard." He chuckled, and cut two pieces out of the pie. Handing one to her, he took the other and sat down on the couch. The coffee table still had some cleaning supplies- including a rag stained with blood.

That type of ammo was disconcerting to use, but it was effective. But he pocketed the rag before she could see.