Antonio & Jarek "Rogue"'s Apt

Sarah laughed heartily, doubling over a bit. "I would hate to see what a relationship like that would be like."

Tony laughed instantly, shaking his head. "Kid's never dated in his life; I highly doubt that anyone would be flirting with him, especially since he's apparently responding."

He shrugged, "Who knows. Maybe he has a really horny friend somewhere that likes watching him squirm." he drank deeply of his beer.

Sarah looked to Akira, brow raised, a slight smirk. "Maybe it's Savannah."

Despite her joking tone, Tony froze, paling and nearly dropping his beer as he struggled to set it down. Saying nothing to the others, he ran off to the first bedroom, pounding on the door furiously and being all-around ignored by the assassin within.

Akira raised a brow, "I'm not sure why the sudden reaction from Tony..."

Sarah shrugged as well, taking another sip from her almost empty drink. She looked pitifully at the empty can, shaking it a bit and pouting, before looking to Akira. "Can I try one of those beers?"

Tony continued to pound on the door furiously until a sudden, breathy moan sounded from his phone. He froze, drawing it out of his pocket. His eyes bugged out as his face flushed and he began knocking on the door even louder.

Akira nodded, handing her a bottle, "You'd think someone was going to die."

Sarah twisted the cap off, taking a moment to smell it first before tilting it back and sipping. She coughed softly at the taste, but laughed regardless at his comment and the sound from Tony's phone. "I think Tony might be about to die from embarrassment."

Tony shook his head as another message came through, though Rogue still wasn't answering. Finally, he let out a groan, walking back into the room and tugging at Akira's sleeve, nodding towards the door in a silent gesture for them to talk elsewhere.

Akira nodded and stood, following Tony.

Sarah watched them go with a pout, sipping from the bottle and coughing on occasion.

As soon as they were out the door, Antonio looked around and took out his phone, bringing up the conversation with Savannah. The first text was blunt enough; of course, it was Sayv, so that was to be expected.

"I could use a little entertainment right now... mind coming by for a quick fuck or two, for old time's sake? ;)"

He hadn't responded; the second message was a picture of her pouting, and as he held it out for Akira, it buzzed and moaned again, sending through a nude photo of her. Tony saw the reflection in the other man's eyes and looked away, face flushing further.

"She's self-destructing." He said simply, fidgeting with his nose piercing. "She hasn't done this sort of thing in a while, but she's... doing anything that she can to keep her mind off of... whatever it is that it's on."

Akira's face flushed, "I... see. I'm not sure what to make of this, to be honest. I, uh... Suppose I've been mislead as to where all this was going."

Sarah twiddled her thumbs around the drink, taking another sip and pulling out her own phone. She synced it to the bluetooth speaker in her suitcase, and from the master bedroom Of Monster's and Men began to blare.

He raised a brow, "Where what was going, exactly?" Avoiding looking at the messages as much as he could, he cleared out the conversation before pocketing his phone.

"She, ah..." he shook his head, "She had been expressing interest in trying to turn this... arrangement into more of a relationship. If that makes sense." He shook his head, "I... gotta think on things, I suppose."

Sarah kicked her feet against the chair out of nothing more than boredom, downing the rest of her beer. A flush came to her cheeks, and she found herself idly toying with the volume from her speaker.

Tony paled as he stood there, studying the man, his mind whirling, "Savannah... doesn't date, Akira." He said, watching him, unsure of what to say. "She's never dated."

He nodded, "Yeah, well..." He sighed, "I, uh... I appreciate the heads up."

Sarah stood, wobbling a bit. She made her way over, grabbing another beer and falling back into the chair, laughing to herself.

Tony nodded, "I can only reign her in so much; she doesn't exactly listen to me, as you can well imagine." He patted him on the shoulder. "C'mon, man... let's get you another drink."

Akira rubbed his temples, "I may need a bit more than that..."

"Well, we don't keep drugs in the house." He laughed to himself as he openned the door and nodded for him to go ahead inside.