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runningredA fully armoured Red Hood comes barrelling in, the sound of gunfire behind him. What he's carrying is pretty clearly an explosive device.
"BAR! I need a zero box! NOW!"
The Bar doesn't argue, producing a black box just a bit bigger than the bomb. And black. Blacker than black. The sort of black that drinks colour and hurts to look at.
Jay drops the bomb into the box and seals the lid. Holding his breath, he counts to four. There's a soft pop and the box shudders slightly.
Then nothing.
Jay slumps against the bar and slides down to the floor, tipping off his helmet as he breathes a sigh. "Thank fuck that worked!"
"BAR! I need a zero box! NOW!"
The Bar doesn't argue, producing a black box just a bit bigger than the bomb. And black. Blacker than black. The sort of black that drinks colour and hurts to look at.
Jay drops the bomb into the box and seals the lid. Holding his breath, he counts to four. There's a soft pop and the box shudders slightly.
Then nothing.
Jay slumps against the bar and slides down to the floor, tipping off his helmet as he breathes a sigh. "Thank fuck that worked!"
