"you don't think we'll get caught?" ↪ all night pharmacy. / @anithikos
sam had always praised ray for his tactile nature, and such had been their dynamic—sam was the hands that held the gun. the gun was ray. it'd worked. until it hadn't. but that's a road he won't traverse, not tonight.
something about an old dog and new tricks comes to mind because ray's always found himself in the thick of it. it's his nature, even, to dirty his hands. literally.
ray already knows that jin is smart, smarter than him in the ways that matter. what he doesn't know for sure is whether or not this is in jin's nature—it's not in most people's, bodies. especially bodies with holes in the head, and especially not disposing of them.
"not unless you puke on me," ray glances up at jin from where he's wrapped the body in a rug. dryly, he adds, "then again, that'd be your DNA. not mine—so i guess i can't speak for both of us."
he finishes, standing to stretch. his lower back fucking aches, and he wipes sweat off his brow with his wrist.
"got some liquid iv in my truck. can't tell if you need it."
