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Ezra Durlin ([info]brotherkept) wrote in [info]dc_nextgen,
@ 2011-08-12 22:45:00

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We get the funniest looks from everyone we meet.
They'd been at it for a week. Staked the neighborhood out. Seen that indeed, there was crime going on that the cops weren't able to handle, and the area seemed to be coincidentally skirted by most heroic patrols.

Then the fun started. Ezra even had a mask (it looked cool!), and he'd made sure there were plenty of nonlethal rounds for Evan to use if he wanted to do the standard gunwork he'd long been taught.

Over the next few days, the ER got a sudden influx of drug pushers, pimps, and even a couple of abusive fathers.
Nothing fatal. Nothing even that serious, but enough broken bones for the hospital to take notice, and word to quickly spread.


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