Ghost closes his eyes, briefly, setting the sandwich down on the closed flap of the picnic basket. One of his arms goes Phantomy again - and then strikes at the mushroom behind the two of them, fast as a whip, the curled tendrils stretching and sharpening to at least eight feet of reach with a nasty point at the end, leaving a deep puncture in the mushroom stem.
It's not hard to imagine what it would do to human flesh.
"Not letting something that can do that as a starting point loose around humans until you know it won't immediately murderize everyone in sight is the smartest decision they could have made." Ghost pulls the tendrils back, curls them up into a hand again, his fingers balled into a fist. "But the way they did it was by throwing me into a simulation of Morgan's actual experiences during the Talos I containment breach to see what I did."
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"I understand why they did it."
Ghost closes his eyes, briefly, setting the sandwich down on the closed flap of the picnic basket. One of his arms goes Phantomy again - and then strikes at the mushroom behind the two of them, fast as a whip, the curled tendrils stretching and sharpening to at least eight feet of reach with a nasty point at the end, leaving a deep puncture in the mushroom stem.
It's not hard to imagine what it would do to human flesh.
"Not letting something that can do that as a starting point loose around humans until you know it won't immediately murderize everyone in sight is the smartest decision they could have made." Ghost pulls the tendrils back, curls them up into a hand again, his fingers balled into a fist. "But the way they did it was by throwing me into a simulation of Morgan's actual experiences during the Talos I containment breach to see what I did."
And it wasn't fun, needless to say.