"Shit, clean this mess up," A2 commented. His brow furrowed as he looked away from the body and towards A1. A1 had a stoic look in his eyes, but one could tell he was happy with how everyone had reacted.
He looked around the room and pretended to block the sound of screaming away by putting his hand over his ear. "Shut them up, will you?" he grunted and moved back to take a seat once more.
He was at the center of the room, able to see everything and everyone from there. When he perched, he really did look like he was in full control.
"Didn't you hear the boss speak? Shut up or we put a bullet in you just like this poor fellow," Number 3 said. A3 was somewhat of the playful kind. If he was given the leeway, he would just kill everyone and not worry about the extravagant plot that A1 and A2 had probably formulated together.
