[There was another reason, one Kit knew all too well. Some people were inclined to break the rules simply because they could, because the established authorities weren't enough to stop them and the thrill of success was a far greater reward than the attention others sought, or the aggravation they wished to inspire.
How many times had Kit participated in various criminal operations only to feel that the excitement had gone? That was why he and those who followed him had branched out, their petty crimes becoming more serious felonies. He'd found his rush of pleasure again: nothing worthwhile was gained without taking risks.
Then again, the bigger the risk and its reward, the bigger the consequence if one failed. He'd learned the hard way...
Accepting the paper back from Vincent, he made no comment on the vague approval his handwriting had garnered, if one could even call it such. Kit wagered that, coming from Vincent, anything that didn't produce blatant criticism and verbal condemnation could be easily interpreted as a sign of his approval, however.
Capping the pen and setting it aside, he shifted around so that he could sit on the cement tiled floor and motioned for Vincent to join him. It wasn't very comfortable, but if they were going to burn anything, it was safest to go about burning it in a place that wouldn't also catch on fire, especially as they didn't exactly have anything to burn the paper in.
Half prepared was probably a gross overestimation, now that he really thought about it.]
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[There was another reason, one Kit knew all too well. Some people were inclined to break the rules simply because they could, because the established authorities weren't enough to stop them and the thrill of success was a far greater reward than the attention others sought, or the aggravation they wished to inspire.
How many times had Kit participated in various criminal operations only to feel that the excitement had gone? That was why he and those who followed him had branched out, their petty crimes becoming more serious felonies. He'd found his rush of pleasure again: nothing worthwhile was gained without taking risks.
Then again, the bigger the risk and its reward, the bigger the consequence if one failed. He'd learned the hard way...
Accepting the paper back from Vincent, he made no comment on the vague approval his handwriting had garnered, if one could even call it such. Kit wagered that, coming from Vincent, anything that didn't produce blatant criticism and verbal condemnation could be easily interpreted as a sign of his approval, however.
Capping the pen and setting it aside, he shifted around so that he could sit on the cement tiled floor and motioned for Vincent to join him. It wasn't very comfortable, but if they were going to burn anything, it was safest to go about burning it in a place that wouldn't also catch on fire, especially as they didn't exactly have anything to burn the paper in.
Half prepared was probably a gross overestimation, now that he really thought about it.]
Just waiting on you now.