"Blasto, have you been watching the news?" Armsmaster speaks through the bots.
Blasto flinches. "I- sorta?"
"Those monkeys you released a while back are multiplying and mutating. Are you aware of the PRT's opinions on self-replicating minions?"
"Um."
"Do you know what happened in Ellisburg?"
"Yes...?"
"We will do everything in our power to prevent anything like that from happening again, and I do mean everything." Blasto reacts as if he's been slapped, flinching with his whole body. "So you have two options: you cooperate with us, or you don't. If you don't, we'll deal with it anyway, but you get a one-way ticket to the Birdcage, and don't even think about trying to escape, you are more than outnumbered and outmatched, here."
"Outnumbered?"
"Glam can create an arbitrary number of copies or other objects, including restraints for each and every one of your hybrids," he fibs. "Drupe can control and secure them, Dauntless and Velocity are faster than anything you could hope to create would be, Lorica and her robots have enormous multitasking ability. There is no way you will be able to leave this place."
Blasto looks at the floor. "I was just trying to do research-"
"Too bad," Armsmaster interrupts. "Are you going to cooperate?"
Blasto looks around again, then sighs and says, "Yes," in a small voice.
"I hope you understand that if you try to trick us you will be facing the rest of your life in the Birdcage." Blasto doesn't answer. "Is that understood?" Armsmaster insists. Blasto nods mutely. "Excellent. Lorica, Glam, bring us some of those monkeys, I want to make sure Blasto's not lying to us before using anything he creates on this city."
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Blasto flinches. "I- sorta?"
"Those monkeys you released a while back are multiplying and mutating. Are you aware of the PRT's opinions on self-replicating minions?"
"Um."
"Do you know what happened in Ellisburg?"
"Yes...?"
"We will do everything in our power to prevent anything like that from happening again, and I do mean everything." Blasto reacts as if he's been slapped, flinching with his whole body. "So you have two options: you cooperate with us, or you don't. If you don't, we'll deal with it anyway, but you get a one-way ticket to the Birdcage, and don't even think about trying to escape, you are more than outnumbered and outmatched, here."
"Outnumbered?"
"Glam can create an arbitrary number of copies or other objects, including restraints for each and every one of your hybrids," he fibs. "Drupe can control and secure them, Dauntless and Velocity are faster than anything you could hope to create would be, Lorica and her robots have enormous multitasking ability. There is no way you will be able to leave this place."
Blasto looks at the floor. "I was just trying to do research-"
"Too bad," Armsmaster interrupts. "Are you going to cooperate?"
Blasto looks around again, then sighs and says, "Yes," in a small voice.
"I hope you understand that if you try to trick us you will be facing the rest of your life in the Birdcage." Blasto doesn't answer. "Is that understood?" Armsmaster insists. Blasto nods mutely. "Excellent. Lorica, Glam, bring us some of those monkeys, I want to make sure Blasto's not lying to us before using anything he creates on this city."