The bomb would continue to tick down as Charles gave it a large toss, watching it sail through the air as its timer continued to clock down to its xenith. Jones would clench his teeth as it soared upwards into the air, higher and higher...

[color=ed1c24]2...[/color]

Some people on the streets noticed the bomb and ducked for cover as the bomb sailed into the sidewalk after reaching the peak of its' height, an airbone explosion all but guaranteed...

[color=ed1c24]1...[/color]

And as the bomb eventually ticked down to its final second, Jones and Ziegler held their ears and breath, Jones ducking behind the car to prepare for that inevitable explosion of exposure...

[color=ed1c24][b]ERROR[/b][/color]

"Wait, h-huh?" Jones commented as the bomb slammed down into the ground, smashing its metal plating and lighting a tiny fire from a mechanism on the side before it finally subsided, proving that their bomb either malfunctioned from the toss or was stranger than they had initially thought. Jones gave it a few seconds to make sure he was completely safe before examining the bomb, carefully picking it up and rotating it, noting the tiny contraption that did activate but was extinguished soon after, checking the wires and finding out that they were all in place, solid as ever.