So I set out across that way to strike them down, to make them pay

[carnagecarnival]

Who| Initiate + Sam & Tony. Initiate + Signless & Psiioniic. 
What| The Initiate has gained some information. It's time to bring plans to fruition. But first he needs people.
Where| A capitol alley bindspot. 
When| After speaking with Sigma, post-arena.
WARNINGS| Language.

He walked out the tower that morning, face bright, hopeful. He walked with body loose, mind mulling over idle simple things, only the barest trace of nerves underneath. He returns different. 

When he comes back his spine is straight, shoulders back, wild hair still long and so cascading down. Each step is measured and his chin is lifted. He looks calm, right up until his fists curled tight and the ways his eyes blaze red.

He reaches them separate, calling them to meet him at different times. There is murder on his face and not a smile to be seen, until he says with all teeth, "He'd like us getting a meet on. MAYBE GET OUR MOTHERFUCKING CHILL REAL NICELIKE. Think as he and we could be about getting better knowing this motherfucking way. PLACE OUTERWAYS WHAT TO BE AT, BROTHER. He'd not be motherfucking late, were he you." He gives the time, and a tense goodbye, all without single chance of speakings otherwise. He would not be placated.

Sam would bring Tony. Signless would bring the Psiioniic. Two separate meetings. Two fail safes.  At least one of them would offer what all he needs. He waits in alley, with graffiti painted bright as to mark their security there. His back is to the wall as he waits for his arrivals, hands opening and closing in want of clubs. Or maybe an enemy. It's been long since he felt like this 

Comments

[sizeofyourbaggage]

There's pretty much nothing about that conversation that isn't a giant red flag. Sam'd have no idea what the hell was going on if he hadn't spent so much time talking with Kurloz. As it is, he has his suspicions - and that's even more of a red flag.

But Sam himself had been the one to suggest involving Tony in trying to get in contact with District 13. And Kurloz knows just how badly Sam wants to do that, after Natasha and Albert. Not because he believes they're there - honestly, he doesn't - but because he's throwing himself more into this now.

So he doesn't say anything, not yet. He asks Tony to go out with him, flirts a little on the way there, like he always does. It's too easy to flirt with Tony, and anyway, it would look weird if he tried not to. But he does turn a little bit more serious when they step into the blind spot.

"I kind of had ulterior motives for asking you out with me, man. I wanted to talk where the Capitol can't hear us."

[69problems]

It's been a long while since the Signless has seen him like this. Not that he ever thought that murder that lurked in the Initiate's eyes waiting for an excuse to show itself was ever really gone, just that he'd grown better at leashing it. That's why he doesn't protest now. He knows that whatever his moirail wants him and the Psiioniic for, it's serious.

He finds the alley with little trouble, yellowblood in tow. The graffiti is noted and his lip twitches just slightly. This is every bit as serious as he assumed it was, then.

"We're here."

[sizeofyourbaggage]

Only when business is done, when plans are settled and squared away and Tony has wandered off, does Sam act on the suspicions he’s had since Kurloz asked him to bring Tony for a meeting.

He lingers, stepping in front of his friend with a raised eyebrow.

“What happened?” He assumes Kurloz is going to know what he’s talking about, considering he probably didn’t miss the way Sam was watching him during most of that conversation. If he doesn’t - or pretends like he doesn’t - Sam’ll clarify, but for now he just waits, wanting to see his response to that.