plotted starter for @deadknndy
lehna had been through new handlers before and, funnily enough, knew how to handle them. there were different kinds and she was constantly being passed from one to the next, but none had been as prolific as leon fucking kennedy.
she sat with her legs crossed and hands in her lap to look as nonthreatening as possible. she'd only been with the DSO for a few months and had already passed between people, nobody wanting the responsibility of a bioweapon on their hands. she had the suspicion that kennedy was a last resort before she got moved to a completely different organization—somewhere that would do the same thing for a few months before they continued the cycle. over and over again. it was boring, really—she just wanted to do her job and be done with it. she behaved herself and she didn't cause problems.
but even the tough ones seemed to second guess themselves when she returned to them covered in crimson and gore with the shadow of a smile on her face.
kennedy had been at this for a long time though, and she didn't know what to expect. she'd heard the stories—who hadn't?—but she also knew that only some things could be believed. and if they were giving her to him… well, she could only assume that the DSO's golden boy wasn't so golden after all. whatever tasks her handlers wanted her to do were generally kept under the radar, things they didn't want to dirty their own hands with… why would they, when she didn't have a choice in the matter? when they didn't even consider her to be human?
"he'll be here soon," the secretary said, not quite looking her in the eye. the man clearly knew exactly what she was, fearing her without even bothering to speak to her. she gave him a learned smile, one that didn't show too many teeth in case it scared him further.
so she sat and waited for leon s. kennedy to make his legendary appearance, wondering if she would be as wowed by him as everyone else seemed to be. she doubted it. but it didn't matter. she would do what he said no matter how horrific or degrading, and then she would go home and take a shower. rinse and repeat until he decided to get rid of her.
