Disclaimer: I do not own these guys, these are only the marionettes of my
power. Beside it is just words. (and again I am just a broke teenager)
"Where did you get this microwave?" Charlie inquired. But before Darien could answer the Keeper ran in.
"Monroe found out what caused the explosion!" she yelled, this surprised Darien a little, he could grasp the fact Monroe did something useful. "She says it was…uh…'Semtex' I think, the cheap plastic explosive."
"Well that limits the possibilities." Hobbes interjected, "that stuff is too expensive for anything but large money holders. Like Chrysalis."
Darien just gave Hobbes a look, "I have made Semtex in my garage. You just have to know how it is done, or where to look on the Internet. I think it was someone experienced in it though."
"What makes you say that?" Charlie was curious.
"Well a cigarette sized piece of Semtex is enough to blow open a safe in a bank, not from the outside though. So whoever it was knew how much to use to just blow up my apartment." Darien explained, "But Hobbes is right, it is not the professional grade stuff."
Hobbes was a little uneasy now, thinking it could be anyone from Chrysalis, or some psycho in Texas. The day continued like normal. In the afternoon Darien walked into the Keep sat into the all too familiar chair, and the Keeper stuck a needle in him. But now that he no longer needs counteragent shots the needle pulled blood out, for various test to be done to confirm the fact that the procedure worked. After the workday Hobbes decided to take Darien to his apartment so he could sleep with a roof over his head. Darien had a hard time sleeping on the sofa bed that night thinking every noise he heard was the prelude to the explosion from a hidden bomb. Darien's paranoia finally gave into his exhaustion and he fell asleep. In the morning Hobbes started to wake Darien up. Darien's hands sprung up and grappled around his partner's neck.
"WHO SENT YOU?" Darien yelled still not sure whose oxygen he was cutting off.
"It is me," Hobbes choked as Darien started to tighten his grip, "Your partner" at that Darien opened his left eye a bit, trying hard to see who it was whit out blinding himself from the morning light.
"Oh, sorry man." He said sympathetically as he let Hobbes out of his clutches Hobbes made a mental note never to wake Darien. This fell as number 2 on his "Darien 'No-No's list", right under getting hot doughnuts. They both awkwardly got up and dressed for work. Darien trying to piece together who sent the microwave bomb, Hobbes trying to figure out how Darien's grip got so strong.
"Where did you get this microwave?" Charlie inquired. But before Darien could answer the Keeper ran in.
"Monroe found out what caused the explosion!" she yelled, this surprised Darien a little, he could grasp the fact Monroe did something useful. "She says it was…uh…'Semtex' I think, the cheap plastic explosive."
"Well that limits the possibilities." Hobbes interjected, "that stuff is too expensive for anything but large money holders. Like Chrysalis."
Darien just gave Hobbes a look, "I have made Semtex in my garage. You just have to know how it is done, or where to look on the Internet. I think it was someone experienced in it though."
"What makes you say that?" Charlie was curious.
"Well a cigarette sized piece of Semtex is enough to blow open a safe in a bank, not from the outside though. So whoever it was knew how much to use to just blow up my apartment." Darien explained, "But Hobbes is right, it is not the professional grade stuff."
Hobbes was a little uneasy now, thinking it could be anyone from Chrysalis, or some psycho in Texas. The day continued like normal. In the afternoon Darien walked into the Keep sat into the all too familiar chair, and the Keeper stuck a needle in him. But now that he no longer needs counteragent shots the needle pulled blood out, for various test to be done to confirm the fact that the procedure worked. After the workday Hobbes decided to take Darien to his apartment so he could sleep with a roof over his head. Darien had a hard time sleeping on the sofa bed that night thinking every noise he heard was the prelude to the explosion from a hidden bomb. Darien's paranoia finally gave into his exhaustion and he fell asleep. In the morning Hobbes started to wake Darien up. Darien's hands sprung up and grappled around his partner's neck.
"WHO SENT YOU?" Darien yelled still not sure whose oxygen he was cutting off.
"It is me," Hobbes choked as Darien started to tighten his grip, "Your partner" at that Darien opened his left eye a bit, trying hard to see who it was whit out blinding himself from the morning light.
"Oh, sorry man." He said sympathetically as he let Hobbes out of his clutches Hobbes made a mental note never to wake Darien. This fell as number 2 on his "Darien 'No-No's list", right under getting hot doughnuts. They both awkwardly got up and dressed for work. Darien trying to piece together who sent the microwave bomb, Hobbes trying to figure out how Darien's grip got so strong.
