[@Master Crim] [@bluetommy2]

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[color=a2d39c][h2]Dr. Malacoda Zatanna[/h2][/color]

[h3]Uptown Central - In the Gotham Law Library. Gotham[/h3]

Malacoda looked at his cohort, before frowning back at the two remaining. With a swift flick of the wrist, the countdown returned to it's normal speed. This naturally made them even more suspicious, as the started arguing among each other. Not because they wanted to end the countdown, but because they wanted to investigate who was clearly fucking with them. As they snapped at one another, one telling the other to go have a look, the other telling him he could go fuck himself. Smirking at their banter, he turned to Khnemu. 

[color=a2d39c][b]"While I am sure you wish to attack them outright - they have with them a weapon. It could destroy this entire building and everything, and everyone in it - within a moment. This weapon can only be made non-lethal through means that only they are aware of. I have just established that not only are they willing to kill to allow the weapon to go off, but they also are willing to die and keep the information secret. As you can imagine, this provides us with a rather delicate puzzle. I would offer to enter their minds, but... I fear you gave me quite the run for my money earlier. I would not like to put myself in such a vulnerable situation again so soon. Any thoughts?"[/b][/color] He smiled as Mephistopheles came patting over - sitting down next to his master and pushing his head under his hand, begging for a pat.