Adam's grin only widens to see how Mettaton freezes up. Good. He still has power. He was a little concerned that perhaps this robot would be stronger than his own model, would be able to fight him off. But now that he's pinned, he's just as fragile and pathetic as any other inferior robot.
He watches the bow pierce through his hand and into the floor, sharp enough to hopefully keep him pinned. Adam then settles back to observe, dusting off his hands, savouring the whimper like classical music.
"I want your silence, and your assistance. Simple as that. And I'll have both of them momentarily. Just stay put, won't you? It will be far less painful if you do."
With another grin, he gets up to his feet and retrieves another bow. He pins Mettaton's other hand without much preamble, before swiftly moving to the door.
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Date: 2017-06-15 02:15 am (UTC)He watches the bow pierce through his hand and into the floor, sharp enough to hopefully keep him pinned. Adam then settles back to observe, dusting off his hands, savouring the whimper like classical music.
"I want your silence, and your assistance. Simple as that. And I'll have both of them momentarily. Just stay put, won't you? It will be far less painful if you do."
With another grin, he gets up to his feet and retrieves another bow. He pins Mettaton's other hand without much preamble, before swiftly moving to the door.