"Who's there?"
General Flag makes a point of deactivating the safety on his pistol.
Careful, Rick. Don't shoot him until
after you interrogate him, yeah? Lan can work wonders, but even
he can't make a dead man talk.
"Richard Flag."
Is that..? Odd? I would have thought that a warehouse like this would be in operation 24 hours a day. But perhaps the demand just doesn't warrant it?
Goes with the territory of superheroics. There's
always 'mysteriously disused' warehouses full of crates.
"What?"
General Flag takes a step closer.
"Rick. Flag."
Somehow, I don't think this is Peacemaker playing dumb, easy as that sometimes is for him...
"What? No, wait! Helmet, deactivate sonar mode!"
There's a beep from his helmet, and then a chime followed by three rapid low pitch chimes.
...And now I'm picturing a bootleg version of the Windows
power down sound.
"Ah, come on!"
General Flag stops advancing. "Are you saying you can't hear because your helmet is blocking your ears?"
Looks like it. Makes sense, if he's using sonar guidance, it would have to...

Wait, no it shouldn't? What even..?
"I can't hear you!" Peacemaker shakes his head. "My helmet's blocking my ears!"
"Take it off, then!"
If the situation weren't so serious, I'd laugh at that.
Well, John Cena does manage to play the
right mix of comic and serious in the role...
Peacemaker… Twitches and squirms, as if-. Ah. That's special silly string, isn't it? Which suggests that either Joker or Trickster was using the place to store their equipment. Neither seems particularly likely. Joker seldom leaves Gotham and Giovanni Giuseppe is an F.B.I. agent. It could be a place for them to store their equipment long term, or they might have it manufactured in bulk somewhere near to here, or it might be here for someone else entirely. I'm not sure why Peacemaker would be interested in it, though I suppose he might have released it by some sort of improbable accident.
Not impossible someone else stole their tech. Or it's something like
Merry, the Girl of a Thousand Gimmicks.
"I can't get loose! Hang on!"
Peacemaker tries to get his gun-. Oh no, why is he-?
That has to be extra-silly-looking, given the sheer ludicrous
size of his guns.
...Did he just try to shoot the rope with his Alucard-looking pistols?
Why is he pointing his gun at his own leg? Why did he shoot his own-? Alright, he managed to shoot a furrow through the layer of sticky string, but it's not at all brittle. The remaining mass is still stuck to itself and to him. He tries yanking his arms and legs, but he doesn't make any progress.
Ah. Now we see why he survived: God smiles on fools and small children.
"God… Damn it." General Flag puts the safety back on his pistol and strides towards Peacemaker.
Peacemaker appears to realise that he's approaching with hostile intent and so, after making one final effort to raise his gun, tries hopping away. He makes two awkward jumps before landing on a plastic bag, which shoots out from under his feet and sends him crashing to the ground.
And
here we see that Peacemaker is definitely the former.
I wince in sympathy.
"Just let me get your helmet off!"
This is almost embarrassing.
Peacemaker rolls onto his back, and tries to vault back onto his feet. Unfortunately, the bag is still there and all that happens is he falls onto his back and stuns himself.
"Stop! Jesus."
...Scratch the
almost.
General Flag straddles his chest, takes a firm grip on Peacemaker's helmet and pulls.
"Agh!"
Normally, that would work quite easily, since it doesn't have any obvious straps.
Unfortunately, the adhesive in the silly string has attached itself to his chin and neck. It's got some give in it, but not enough to get the helmet off his head.
"G-t-!" Peacemaker tries kicking General Flag, but he can't quite reach. He tries a headbutt, but Flag's holding his helmet and it's hard to get leverage in that position. "Gah!"
Okay, I can see him panicking a little, he has no idea if this is a friend or foe. Either way, he is not in a position of power...
A quiet heavenly whistle from my lips, and the side door of the warehouse opens and I walk through.
"Oh Lord of Hosts, guide my steps as you guide my heart."
And save you from fools and horses?
I feel a pull-. No, an impulse to step one way rather than another. And so I do, one foot in front of the other, as General Flag reaches for his knife to cut the silly string off and Peacemaker gets completely the wrong idea.
He jerks his head to the side, slamming the hand on his helmet into the concrete floor.
I'm guessing Flag told him to wait outside so as not to complicate things with peacemaker. Pity...
"Ow!"
And then he violently undulates, slamming his helmet into General Flag's chest.
Where the silly string makes it stick.
...Because things look plenty complicated now.
"Hah!"
"What'd you do that for?! Now we're both stuck!"
Man, Rick is going to give Peacemaker
such a beating before he's through, isn't he? Just for being a dumbass...
I pick up a spray can and walk down the gangway towards them, shaking it as I go.
Bang!
One guess what this is, if his 'intuition' guided him to take it.
"Agh!"
"Stop shooting yourself, you idiot!"
At least it isn't hitting Rick.
I step out into the dispatch area, walk over to where they're struggling, stuck to one another. And then I hold out the can and spray them with the solvent contained therein.
General Flag comes free first, pushing himself off Peacemaker. "Ugh." Then he takes a step back. "Spray him again."
Because of course there's a trick solvent to go with the trick string. No smart prankster would risk getting tangled in his own trick.
This time I hold the button down, covering Peacemaker to the best of my ability as he writhes on the ground for a moment before the String comes undone and he's suddenly free.
He stops moving in surprise and Flagg kicks his gun from his hand. "Now take your goddamn helmet off!"
Ah, finally. They can skip the slapstick routine and get down to business.
Peacemaker sits up. "I can't hear you! I-. Oh." He takes off his helmet. "What!?"
General Flag takes a moment to calm himself.
I applaud the mental fortitude he must have needed to not
facepalm at that moment.
"My name is Rick Flag. You killed my son. I want to know why. And how you're even still alive!"
"S-son? Huh?"
"Corto Maltese. Giant starfish."
I mean, it's not like he'd forget
that. Probably just confused by the circumstances...
"I-! I didn't want to! I thought if I-. Just-. Hit him, he'd stop fighting and I could complete the mission, but I hit him with a broken tile and it went right into his heart! I'm-. I'm sorry! I just-. I keep thinking about it, because he was the only guy on the whole team who wasn't a total dick, and I should have done something different and it's just going around and around in my head!"
Well, good to know he's not totally
remorseless about it.
"Right."
General Flag seems… Surprisingly calm, considering.
Just wait, he's probably letting the anger build up until Peacemaker really says the wrong thing and then, like a backdraft...
"So you're going to tell me exactly what happened, and then I'm going to decide what to do with-."
And then the pies start flying.
...Okay, what
clown decided to interrupt this clearly dramatic moment? Read the room!