Warwick gave Roman a glare when he winked at his sister.<em>Cocky prick. He needs to be dealt with. Soon.</em>It was clear he wasn't the only one who realised just how pretty she was, and he was going to have to work hard to keep her out of others hands. When Chanel's top burst open, he couldn't help but smirk, but didn't stare. He had seen her dressed in far less on occasion at the society meetings. He finished up the starter he was eating and stood up. "I'll be right back, just need to sort something... I'll be  back before the next course." As he turned and walked out, his long red hair flowed behind him as he walked.<br/><br/>Going back to his room he took three pieces of paper, and a fountain pen. He wrote in scrawling, Edwardian handwriting three notes. Travelling to the female dorm he first stopped outside Chanel's room. Siding her message under her door it read. "I saw how you looked at my sister, and that you like the girls with a little fight. I also saw the way the Russian looked at her... Crush him. I want him on his knees begging for mercy. Then maybe we can discuss a sharing her a little." The second went to Serena's room, reading. "Sorry about Chanel, the first day can be quite daunting. Why don't you come up to the library after dinner. It's usually closed but I have the key. Maybe we can start tutouring early, or you can play me that piece you promised." The last went to Autumn's "Want to see how a real man handles the french girl? Come to the library. Bring your charcoal and paper. They'll certainly be something fun for you to draw." Each note was signed with his name at the bottom, and he briskly walked back to the dining hall when he was finished, taking his place again.