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"Of course it will be fun!" The Master clasps his hands together, and he wonders how large of a box he will need to put Nathan in. Ooh, how he hated having a rival.

"For me! And, I'm sure you will find my proposals highly amusing too."

Nathan looks calm and yet amused already. "Well then propose and we'll see if you're right then," he says waving a hand at his guest.

Th Master was able to swindle himself a seat in City Council, he was well up there in the ranks, and it suited his needs just fine. Still the stupid apes had order to follow, and a visit to Petrelli wasn't someting he looked forward to.

He should be ruling Earth, not kissing the ass of some ape. He kept his fingers steepled together, and the smug look on his face has never left. "I was proposing a cut in funds to the city police, we are still in the red, and we need to raise money somehow."

"Those doughnut eating idiots cost money, most of them don't even do anything but nap in a car the tax payers paid for."

Nathan leans forward acting like he's listening, this isn't the first time someone has gone after the police and it won't be the last, but what this idiot doesn't seem to realize is Nathan knows the real budget numbers and he knows Saxon is lying his ass off.

"I see......do you have the numbers to back this up," he asks, "it's all well and good to say they are draining money but I need to see it."

He unsteepled his fingers, and reached into his pocket for his laser screwdriver. "Then allow for me to show you."

He pointed the screwdriver at the television, and he pressed a button to pull up the 'falsified' reports about the spending going towards the police. "And, there are your numbers. We do need to cut corners, and would you look at this!" He pointed to the screen at one of the law suits. "And, this one! He bit a suspect! And, the fine city got sued for his stupidity!" The Master barked at Nathan. "There are far more cost effective ways to police a population this large."

"Ah I see," Nathan says his tone turning to ice, "you'd rather we let The Black Arrow's "security" force take over the city and deal with the crime he created in the first place. Well luckily for you Saxon I know the real numbers and the answer is no.

Captain Smith stays where he is and his force with him. Got anything else you want to run by me because I love watching your head explode."

He almost can't help himself, and he broke out into a fit of laughter. "You.. You really think I work for that idiot?" He continued to laugh hysterically.

"I'm working for the fine people of New York City, Senator." He held out his hands, and he looked back at the file of numbers on the screen. "Captain Smith is the root of the problems, and the old cow should be forced to retire."

"In fact I do." He pulled up another file, one that shows a new kind of police officer. "Robots." Yes, there is a crude looking robot on the screen in front of them. "And, to think of the new jobs it would create."

Nathan stares at the file in front of him and it's a credit to his breeding that he doesn't burst out laughing right away. "Robots," he says, "your answer to this situation is robots."

He leans back in his chair. "If you don't mind my asking how would a robotic police force create jobs?"

"Robots are the solution to lots of our problems," The Master said, and he has a rather strong belief in this one. "They are loyal, they do not need breaks, health care, you don't have to send them home, and if they get mangled they don't have caring families wanting to sic a bunch of money hungry dogs on you."

There was a wicked smile irradiating off of The Master. "You just throw them in the wasteyards!"

"There will be people to fix the robots." That would be until there are robots fixing the robots.

Nathan shakes his head. The idea doesn't just sound wrong, but it also sounds completely insane. "I can't put my weight behind this Councilman Saxon, it won't replicate the way an actual man thinks on his feet or is able to react in a crisis."

"Like a man can react any better in a crisis! People get jumpy, and they get all panicky! I would rather put my faith in the cold hard logic of a machine."

"Yes people make mistakes and yes they panic, but they also learn...they grow, they have compassion. Things a machine doesn't have and never will. My answer is still no. In fact I plan on speaking out against this if you go public....loudly."

"All of those things lead to disaster and further panic. Robots are perfection. And you don't need compassion to pick-up rubbish bin!" The Master smiled, and he turned the video display off. "Oh, and how do you plan on ruining my perfect plan?"

The Master does indeed have a perfect pitch, he has a wonderful pitch, and it involves having his robot workers to do something incredibly gimmicky.

"Words are more powerful then you realize," Nathan says softly as he leans forward again, Not to mention he has a few people on standby who could rip apart any factories without anyone being the wiser.

"And pair that with the right amount of intent and you can change the world."

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