thebackstage | a little kink [the It's Curtains kink meme]

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Show me B and his time-traveling band of assassin hunters.

Which makes them sound more terrifying and competent than they probably are, tbh

Somewhere in this city, Booth and his conspirators are having their last meeting. Here, the Balladeer and his are having what he hopes will be the first of several.

"Okay," he says in a low tone, leaning forward to spread several old photographs across the table. The room is loud and the air smoky; it's probably awful for his throat, but it's the 1800s. What can you do? Everyone else in the bar is still celebrating the end of the war. It's his job - their job - to keep the party going. "There's some moving parts to all this. First, Atzerodt. He was sent to assassinate the vice-president, but he's gonna go get drunk instead. I'd like someone to keep an eye on him, just in case, but I don't think anything will happen. D-ne, think you can do that alone?"

D-ne smiles thinly, hands in her lap. "Watch a drunken man for a few hours? I don't see why not."

"Great. Don't be afraid to get involved if he acts up. Just smack him a few times. Next - " The Balladeer raps his knuckles on the table by the next photo. " - Powell. He tries to kill the secretary of state. He'll fail, but he injures Seward and his son pretty badly. It'd be better if we stopped him first. Obviously he's violent: his gun will misfire, but he's not afraid to brain people with it, and he's also got a knife. Billy, I was thinking maybe you could just wait outside the house and pick him off with your science gun?"

"It's just a freeze ray." Billy glances around cautiously, before laying the freeze ray out on the table. "But it could keep him still for a few hours at least? I think I've improved it, since...uh, yeah."

"If he starts moving again, I'll take care of it," Anna chimes in. The glint in her eye challenges anyone to defy her, and the Balladeer wonders once more if he really should have brought the crown princess of Arendelle along on this. If anything happens, Elsa will kill him. But she apparently managed to hold her own against Charlemagne, and even if he doubts the old bastard was trying to kill her for real, he's still got to be leagues tougher than Lewis Powell.

"Right..." He pushes aside his doubts. If nothing else, it'll all happen right near the street. Any prolonged commotion will draw attention. "And Hans, I was thinking you and I could go see Booth." His voice drops slightly in loathing. "I don't know if this one will recognize me, but I want to be there when we get him. I know where to wait. We can catch him by surprise, you'll knock him out, and we'll get him to the authorities. Is that okay?"

Hans scoffs a little. He's seen pictures of this guy; more importantly, he's heard just how much Bal hates him. Bal doesn't even hate the Leading Player as much as he hates Booth. "Trust me, it won't be a problem."

"Great. If we get them all arrested, they'll be executed by the government, and hopefully no one else will try this bullshit for at least another decade or two." Part of him feels a little uncomfortably bloodthirsty at the thought of planning executions again, even by proxy...but they all ended up dead anyway, didn't they? It's just natural consequences. "Call me if anything goes wrong. Are we good?"

Anna's the one who lays her hand in the center of the circle first. Billy's quick to follow suit, then D-ne, then, hesitantly, Hans. The Balladeer grins, laying his hand on top. "Awesome. Let's go, team!"

go team!! this is so great

no one better fucking mess with the Balladeer, he plays to win.

they almost seem productive

fantastic, what a great team

and pick him off with your science gun B pls

I love this so much go team let's fuck up history

I love this so much.

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