Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-96.49.151.215-20131114223650/@comment-3468598-20140315110024

((And the hatter in me wants to start talking about beaver pelts and how lovely and soft they are.))

Vilda looked up from her book letting out an unattractive snort of laughter. ''' "Yeah, but until someone can make communisim or the hive mind work, we're sorta stuck with them.  People need there cliques and short hand social identifiers." ''' Of course that wasn't a direct answer to the question, it wasn't Vilda's thoughts on social classes, she was just paraphrasing something she read somewhere. '''"I don't have friends, so they don't have any real effect on my life." ''' Also not entirely true. But she'd rather not think about that last disasterously awkward family reunion. Fairies, what jerks, what weird classist, magical jerks.

"What do you think of magic?"