Just a quiet afternoon in Metropolis, until it's not. There's a mild explosion, as three men in ski masks go flying through the front window of a convenience store on main street
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Pretzel stand. Near miss. Explosion. -wait a second, Superman thinks, as he cannot see through the smoke and light the big old boom left over. And that's a bad thing. Frowning, the man of steel rockets downwards...
...and is surprised to see that there's no fire to put out. "Hello?" Superman calls out, concerned, "Is everyone alright?"
Superman instinctively steps back, because ninety percent of the magicians he meets want to kill him. "Hi." Superman waves, smiling a little wider than usual to cover his embarrassment, even as he marvels at the floating bullets. "Nice work." Indeed, everyone seems to be okay.
Wait a second.
Eyes narrowing, Superman's hands snap forward-and grab one of the floating bullets! Quickly, Superman pops the bullet in his mouth, closes his eyes and then, there's a muffled BOOM! Smoke comes out of Superman's mouth, and he rubs his jaw, perhaps afraid of having loosened a filling.
"Metropolis crime." Superman grins, smoke rising out from between his teeth. "Almost nothing's just a bullet anymore."
Zach's expression momentarily drains of both annoyance and color. He risked his life in his acts often enough but going over a falls in a barrel was hardly the same as having your head blown up.
One of those bullets had come rather close after all.
He gestured, and his top hat appeared in his hand. He swept the remaining bullets into it. "Shouldn't cause too much damage in the middle of the desert." he muttered.
Finally, the first assessment sinks in. "Err... Thank you." He clears his throat and draws himself up. "It was nothing. Just trying to get an errand done."
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...and is surprised to see that there's no fire to put out. "Hello?" Superman calls out, concerned, "Is everyone alright?"
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"Oh. Hello, Superman. Everything's fine now." He's not so bold as to try to tell him to get out of his way, but he gives him an expectant look.
Please don't have been sent by Zanna... She better not have been keeping tabs on me.
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Wait a second.
Eyes narrowing, Superman's hands snap forward-and grab one of the floating bullets! Quickly, Superman pops the bullet in his mouth, closes his eyes and then, there's a muffled BOOM! Smoke comes out of Superman's mouth, and he rubs his jaw, perhaps afraid of having loosened a filling.
"Metropolis crime." Superman grins, smoke rising out from between his teeth. "Almost nothing's just a bullet anymore."
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One of those bullets had come rather close after all.
He gestured, and his top hat appeared in his hand. He swept the remaining bullets into it. "Shouldn't cause too much damage in the middle of the desert." he muttered.
Finally, the first assessment sinks in. "Err... Thank you." He clears his throat and draws himself up. "It was nothing. Just trying to get an errand done."
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