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It didn't take much to make the captive bomber talk.  The wolf woman took her revolver and shoved its cold metal head against the gangster's crotch—a squeak on initial contact, then a long, drawn out whine as the woman slowly jammed the gun forward.  [i]Very efficient,[/i] Askin thought, as the bomber quickly spilled the beans. 

Askin was over by the coliseum wall, and while the woman was busy taking charge, Askin had rested a hand over the bombs nestled up in the shade, a brass container hidden in the palm of his hand.  He did want to have faith—if not in himself, then at least in these scary and rather confident looking strangers.  But, if they failed...one less bundle of bombs could only be a good thing.  His lips moved imperceptibly, wordless whispers of ki and magic, as he forced himself to block out the bomber's soft little whine.  [i]Ugh.  How is he still going?[/i] 

When the wolf woman had what she needed, she made quick and efficient work of the bomber—duct tape to the mouth, duct tape to the limbs.  Askin finished his rites, and the bombs vanished into his container.  [i]No, this won't matter,[/i] Askin thought.  [i]Just a safety precaution[/i]  We can do this.  We can do this for sure.  Easy-peasy.  No bombs are going off today, Askin thought, forcing any thoughts that might've whispered otherwise as far away as he could get them.

[color=lime]"Sounds like we know where they are,"[/color] the wolf woman said.  Then, she turned to Askin.  Face-to-face, the bomber incapacitated, he could get a much better look at her now, scarred and strong, and for the first time Askin could see that the wolfishness wasn't just in her ears and tail; the eyes, too, were a beast's eyes.  She wore very little clothing.  He hoped he wasn't blushing.  [color=lime]"Looks like you showed up at a convenient time. Want to help stop a bombing?"[/color]

[color=FBDE41]"My childhood dream,"[/color] said Askin. [color=FBDE41]"Haha.  So, uh, how can I help, boss?  What's your game?"[/color]