Precarious Proposal

"Now would be a good time to show off, Dickface! Come on, come on, come on!"

Jason's gloved hand dropped from his ear where the communicator was nestled inside, his cerulean eyes surveying the area. It was suspicious...all of it. He didn't like the feel of the situation one bit, and he knew he needed back-up. The only problem was Nightwing's punctuality.

"Come on. I know Daddy Dearest taught you to be quicker than this!"

"I am going as fast as I can," Dick enunciated. "What is the situation anyway?"

Jason glanced around again, his voice shifting to a soft growl. "I can't even describe it. Something big is going down, Grayson. There's...there's kids."

Static reverberated with the airwaves before Dick hissed. "I'll be right there. I'm tracking your position and I'm just a couple blocks out...oh, no."

Red Hood's breath caught in his throat. "Dickie-bird?"

"There? Wha...What happened there?"

"We don't have time to carry on a Shakespearean dialogue, okay? I'll debrief you when you get here." Heh. Debrief...like I did last night. Dammit, Jay. Focus.

The first Boy Wonder didn't take much longer to arrive. Had Jason not seen him leaping on top one of the box cars of the train he was perched on, he'd have jolted at the surprise entrance. In his black and blue latex suit, he joined the other man, a dark brow cocked at him. "Jay, why the hell aren't you wearing your helmet or at least a damn mask? You want people to know who you are and come after you?"

Onyx locks fell back as the younger man's head was tossed back, a dark chuckle emanating from him. "I'd outrun them or turn the tables on them, Dickie-bird. Come on now."

Blue eyes rolled from behind his black domino before he crouched in the same position Jason was in, one knee on the car while the other knee was in the air, an arm slung over it. "So, you were going to debrief me?"

A smirk tugged on Jay's lips as he cast the older man a sideways glance. "Why, Dick, you exhibitionist! Right here in front of everyone?"

An unimpressed Dick's lips formed a straight line. "About the mission, jackass."

"I prefer my way better, but fine. I saw some suspicious crates being towed in. From my surveillance, those crates could contain nuclear arms. There's supposed to be some kind of deal tonight."

Wide-eyed, Nightwing shook his head slowly. "But...they have a performance tonight," he murmured.

"Hence the urgency. I have a plan, though. I'm going to do some sleuthing. You, Dickface, you're gonna go undercover. Blend in with the public, see if you can't gather some intel. Think you can do that?"

Dick leaned away from Jason, his eyes narrowing. "I have the suit and mask on and you want to be Sherlock Holmes. Yeah, that's legit," he hissed.

"I already called shotgun. Now, shut up and go change. I'll start my sleuthing."

Before his lover could leap, Dick reached out and grabbed Jason's gloved hand. "J-Jay?"

He rotated on his heel, his eyes soft as he looked at the other. "Yeah?"

"Don't do anything too stupid, okay?"

Jason couldn't help but scoff, leaning to kiss his forehead. "Love you too, Dick." With that bit of sentiment, he hopped down from the train car and began closing the distance between the train and Haly's Circus's circus tents, being as stealthy as possible.

Dick watched as Jay ducked behind a cotton candy cart before he dismounted as well, ducking into one of the carts of his old home to follow his lover's orders.