VILE Days

Orentation was.. a bore, like for any normal school. Of course this was far from a "normal school." This was V.I.L.E. Academy, Valuable imports, lavish exports. A school for theives. Your class was.. a colorful group, who was introducing themselves in there shared dorm.

Graham started with his introduction. "I was a junior electrician at the Sydney Opera House-" "in Australia? Ive always dreamed of going there." Black sheep interrupts happily.

Graham raises an eyebrow at her new found sheepish expression before continuing. "The one day, a fuse tripped."

seeing everyone's unimpressed or puzzled expressions he explained- "Dont you see where Im going with this? I realized I made a better living once the lights turned off. In the dark, I could steal whatever I wanted."

"That is a fascinating story. My name is Jean-Paul." The Frenchman sits up higher with his hands on his hips. "Im a climber who's specialty is breaking and entering at tall heights."

Jean-Paul motions to the more broad shouldered one sitting on the floor with a small smile. "Im Antonio. Im really good at crawling in confined spaces. I love digging tunnels and feeling the dirt slide through my fingers." He gets a giddy look in his eyes before-

"Eww, thats disgusting." Sheena interupts. "Im Sheena. Hi. My thing is shiny objects, I have a sort of radar." She boasts.