Max Jordan | Mr. Hyde (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} tooth_breaker) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} bellumlogs, |
All this moral talk was making him antsy. Now more than ever, Max just wanted to beat something. It made him think of the one time he had left somebody alive, and he wondered if he could just do that again. Find some random person, beat the shit out of them, and then run. It wasn't a bad plan, right? Throwing back the rest of his drink, he slid the glass around on their table, glancing to Vlad.
"People with power decide everything," he snorted. As Vlad signaled for another drink, Max raised his hand as well. To ensure that she wasn't confused, he plucked the lime from his glass and waved it in the air with a grin. She rolled her eyes. It made him happy.
Popping the lime wedge into his mouth, he sucked on it for a moment as Vlad went on. Snorting, he spit out the rind and dropped it in his empty glass. "Yeah, I like the second option. Less responsibility, more fun. I mean, you can't just stop having fun. Sure, morals and logic all point to yes, but it's the thrill that makes it so worth it."