Writing sample for
t_organization; posted because I actually kind of like it (yes, I know, the world is ending). X3;
This mentorship thing, Gin thought, was really not a good idea at all. The new kids were all so squeamish. He glanced at his temporary partner in the passenger seat, shaking and bloodspattered - what was her name again?
"Y-you didn't have to - he was going to -"
"Orders," Gin cut her off calmly, even cheerfully. "Assassinate, not interrogate."
"B-but..."
"Hmm?"
"There - was so much b-blood, and -"
A shrug. "People bleed."
"But isn't there -"
"If you're going to shoot," Gin said with a smile, "shoot to kill."
She spluttered, incoherent, and he tilted his head, reaching out to tap gently on her temple with one long, thin finger. "Might want to shower when we get back," he mused, "Got brains in your hair."
...Yes.