[In response to
this conversation.]
[Zarbon hovers over the Parisian skyline, Blackberry in hand. He glances about from building to building, shifting his gaze through the various neighborhood. This goes on for a brief period of time before the alien smirks, puts the Blackberry in his waistband, and raises one hand. He clamps down on the arm with his other hand and let's a rather large
blast go, causing quite the explosion and destroying a lovely chunk of the city in the process.
As he surveys the destruction, he casually removes the Blackberry and starts speaking to someone.]
...And just what exactly do you intend to do about this?
Tell me where they are.
[Open to anyone who would want to jump in?]