Vita Luna [Riddler]

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The Riddler smirked as he rounded the corner with Allen on his tail. He was out of range of the bomb he had stuck underneath the table. It would take out the entire coffee shop and part of the street. Quite an unfortunate event for the people of Gotham. If only the Doctor was smart enough to disarm...if she even realized it was there.

He doubted the doctor would even look under the table to see a giant green question mark with a small red flashing light in the dot. He hadn't used those question marks in years, but he always kept them on hand for occasions like this. He pulled out his phone to check the time. Less then a minute left.

Allen noticed the smirk and took a quick glance at the corner they had just passed. He hadn't notice his boss put anything under the table, but he knew what that smirk meant. Normally when someone insulted him like that and nothing happened, the boss would be pouting like a six year old. The smirk told him people were about to die. He shrugged. He should have brought some ear plugs, he thought as he followed his boss who was still walking away.

[Joan Leland]

Many skills though Joan possesses disarming bombs isn't one of them but she could certainly recognise one when she saw one, not that the flashing red light wouldn't make most of the general public jump to the same conclusion. There was a two second pause as she cursed under her breath and summoned some courage and sense.

Taking the bomb, running it after Nigma and throwing it at him, tempting though it was, was dismissed at once and not just because she didn't know if removing it from the table would set it off. She suddenly sprung into action, grabbing the table and spilling everything on top onto the ground as she picked it up and headed for the road "Bomb! Get down!" most of the public paid no attention to the warning of course and stopped to stare but Joan wasn't going to stand about to convince them of the danger, she had no idea how long it would be but she was certain she didn't have time to point out the bomb to people and get them to run. She'd do the most she could to limit causalities but they were on their own.

The road was the most open area she had to hand and were her mind not a little busy on other things she might have been grateful that it wasn't one of the busier streets and that she'd sat at one of the smaller tables. It threw nicely, a couple of the legs breaking as it came to a stop in the middle of the road while Joan dove behind the nearest parked car and ran away down the pavement, keeping her head down behind the cars until just seconds later: BOOM

Everything shook, Joan dropped down behind the car, covering her head as the glass shattered and the car shunted a couple of feet up onto the pavement. People screamed, car alarms sounded and sirens fired up, closing in on the site of the explosion but Joan heard little of it through the ringing in her ears.