"I could tell you some stories," Yuffie suggested brightly, "of unquestionable legality." Illegality, that was. Petty little things like the law didn't usually mean very much to her, except for the times when she had to uphold it. Always fun for the breaking, though, the law, and messy for the clean-up. Just the way she liked it
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Breakfast had been somewhat tough for Ashton. He'd never met anyone trapped here at Landel's who wasn't surprisingly nice and helpful... Of course, that had changed this morning, when he'd had to sit and watch that redheaded guy toss all his delicious pancakes on the floor just to prove some angry, drugged point. Ashton would have eaten those pancakes if they'd been offered, but that person wasn't really the sort to offer anything other than a punch in the face to anyone.
Well, it took all kinds, didn't it? Everyone had their bad days, though Ashton wondered if some people didn't have more bad days than others. He regretted getting a little snippy at the man, but, really, there were certain things one just didn't do. Ashton's own tendency was to bemoan his fate and whine about it ( ... )
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