Morality of Action, Wednesday Afternoon

[despisestheforce]

The class had been summoned to the Danger Shop, but no teacher awaited them. Instead, as they stepped through, they would find themselves in a room with blasters and sticks on one side, and what appeared to be a small amount of currency on the other.

The door at the far end of the room was open. It allowed a peek onto what appeared to be some kind of large platform, with tall buildings in the distance, and people walking around going about their lives.

Well, then.