rupert "miles" glass (clowning) wrote in bellumlogs, @ 2010-07-23 17:09:00 |
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Entry tags: | black forest witch, rumplestiltskin |
Who: Miles and Real!Vaughn.
What: Sometime during the night, Miles, and two people who will not be named (but the identity of which through logic might be inferred easily.) were in the process of, well, stealing, and now they're done and seek carbonation.
Where: Mainly, the hallways.
When: Very, very late.
... but were they all so desperate? Miles, and his two cunning, thieving cohorts, as well their misdeeds, and their shrewdness within the incapability to feel honest, true remorse? Do men and women rightly require remorse, or is it instilled by a society afraid of competition or pranks? Miles would say that stealing, in the right circumstances and especially regarding money, was actually quite hilarious. If somebody possessed a large sum of money with which they do not even occupy 1/4th of their mind-powers to, say, creating scenarios with precisely how to spend it, or how to better their fellow man... what use have they for it?
BEEP!
Door number one: None!