Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10906938-20140421012810/@comment-5543592-20140512214237

Calico grumbled at her response and disappeared into the darker resesses of his cell, where he then stuck two fingers down his throat. Regurgetating up his lunch he proceeded to rip some fabrics off of his shirt where he then tore into a thin single strand. He rubbed the strand in the vomit and went over to the bars. He wrapped the string around the top of one  and began running it back and forth rapidly. Although scarcly visible at first, the string was slowly making it's way through the bar.