Personally, I wondered what Paul would do. We all had a mean streak in us when we wanted to be cruel. The AEP unit walked down the alley until we all got to the area where the gangsters. The long metallic blade dragged on the concrete. The scrapping sound was eerie. They were on the ground with red and purple frothy vomit trailing from their mouths. "So that's what it looks like." Paul said as if he was genuinely curious. They were half naked and their faces showed the true horror they felt as they realized they were being poisoned to death by the naive looking cyborg. The AEP unit stood over the bodies and placed his hand flat on the wall. He bent over so his ass was sticking out. "I... I can't move!" the AEP unit screamed as its muscles bulged and stretched. Paul generated a laptop with a cord. "You've been fucking around too much. Now it's time to mine you for information." he said as he pried open the chest port. "No!" the cyborg whined. Nanites tried shifting over the port to seal it, but Paul was just too strong. He kept it open with his hand and plugged him in with the red cord.
Quickly, Paul propped his laptop on the AEP unit's straight back. "Time to see what's inside 10-001." he said as he turned it on. The laptop blinked on, and Paul began typing. In a moment, the AEP went quiet and strained against the frozen position he was in. Paul just shhed him as he ran a hand down his back. "Quiet down." he said. I bet he gave himself lots of levels in hacking. "Wow. It's a pretty good minigame." he muttered out loud as he began to click on the keys. "Let me go! Let me go please!" the toxic cyborg begged. After a few minutes Paul threw up his arms and screamed in frustration. "Fuck this puzzle man! It's impossible." he snapped as he moved to the opposite wall and slapped it in anger. The AEP was blushing and panting heavily. "Please. Stop." he breathed out. I felt his skin and recoiled. He was really hot. Since they were cyborgs that did not need to breathe, to get this reaction proved the strain this unit was under. He was doing everything he could to keep Paul from breaking in. Paul had the Devil powers to do anything he wanted. He was probably just bad at the minigame.
Really, I already had information from 12-001. I just had to wait for Mason to get a breakthrough. That could take some time though based on the circumstances. Paul's tantrum was soon over. He then began to try again. It took him another good 12 minutes of typing and fiddling around before he figured it out. "Yes! Finally! We're getting somewhere!" he said with a big fist pump into the sky. The unit screamed and his muscles flexed even harder as he tried to free himself. Paul looked at the screen and roared in anger. "You fucker. How is that fair?" he spat. The AEP unit was trembling and his whole body was steaming from all the heat coming from his body. Even his body began to morph back and forth between his current form, his armored plating and his original nanite paste blob. His hair and eyes reverted back to its original color as he stayed in place. Whatever happened was monumental. I asked Paul what happened. "He threw up a massive firewall. Probably with the last of his strength. That's why he can barely keep what he's got going on. The minigame just got 8 times harder!"