I...might be out of a job

[captain_kite]

I already spoke to Genichirou about this. I might have to resign from the police. It's not something I ever wanted to do. But I just got back from the doctor. They've told me...well... even with more surgeries on my shoulder... I've never going to be the same. The bullet shattered too much in there, tore too much. I don't know if I can perform my duties. I'm useless to SWAT and I don't know how useful I'll be in Organized crime sitting behind a desk.

I don't want to give up. That's not who I am some annoying know-it-all blond reminded me. But I also know I can't run from reality. My reality is that I've lost the use of my right arm other than for the most simple of actions and motions.

Comments

[urahabu]

I can't imagine any work that isn't ruled by papers of assorted kind, but then again, office work just isn't you. Like in those action series where the injured one is either the boss, or the bad cop office back up.

But life's prolly different than fiction, huh? If you need to let off steam, I think your geri-zawas need some brushing up.

[ooc: geri-zawa are the kicks in shotokan, which is a karate style - Rin's default style, as I just decided. With which he means, if Kite can't punch, he'll gladly show him how to kick. Not that Kite doesn't know, Rin's just gloating he's better, to challenge Kite.]

[haratetsu]

My offer for the personal stylist still stands, when it gets to the worst. And I always got an ear for you, you know that.

But hey, look at it this way: At least you won't have to return to that warehouse. That's at least one positive thing. Believe me, the nightmares are something completely else.

Hey, how about we go to the movies? I believe we both could use the distraction and 's been ages since we went and had a ladies night.