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<blockquote data-quote="Rybaer" data-source="post: 1645247" data-attributes="member: 118">Thurman Biological Sciences BuildingCC State University, Coast CityApr 1723:16Jorgi initiates the simple task of uploading files from the computer to different sites via the internet.&nbsp; Limited by bandwidth, he gives the recovered and encrypted files first priority.&nbsp; Jorgi then joins Professor Fate, Dr. Linderman, and Andrew who are trying to look out the window.&nbsp; The sharp angle prohibits any good view of the fungal growth until the moment before it sweeps across the windows.&nbsp; It is a thick mat of intertwining stalks of greenish gray pulp and it writhes as if alive.&nbsp; Within moments, the view out the window is completely blocked.&nbsp; At a guess, the mass of fungi must be several feet thick.&nbsp; The brick exterior of the building groans and cracks a bit under the tremendous additional weight.&quot;This isn't possible,&quot; Dr. Linderman says as he backs away from the window.&nbsp; He appears to be in something close to a state of shock.&nbsp; &quot;Nothing can grow at that kind of rate.&quot;*****Meanwhile, down on the 3rd floor...The woman seems to relax just a bit.&nbsp; &quot;Oh, I recognize you now,&quot; she says.&nbsp; &quot;I saw your picture in the paper this morning.&nbsp; You were one of the guys who did that thing last night...with the bad metahumans.&nbsp; Anyway, my name's Mai.&nbsp; And just what exactly are you doing here?&quot;She turns at the addition of a new sound...cracking and popping.&quot;And what is making all that racket?&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Rybaer, post: 1645247, member: 118"] Thurman Biological Sciences Building CC State University, Coast City Apr 17 23:16 Jorgi initiates the simple task of uploading files from the computer to different sites via the internet. Limited by bandwidth, he gives the recovered and encrypted files first priority. Jorgi then joins Professor Fate, Dr. Linderman, and Andrew who are trying to look out the window. The sharp angle prohibits any good view of the fungal growth until the moment before it sweeps across the windows. It is a thick mat of intertwining stalks of greenish gray pulp and it writhes as if alive. Within moments, the view out the window is completely blocked. At a guess, the mass of fungi must be several feet thick. The brick exterior of the building groans and cracks a bit under the tremendous additional weight. "This isn't possible," Dr. Linderman says as he backs away from the window. He appears to be in something close to a state of shock. "Nothing can grow at that kind of rate." ***** Meanwhile, down on the 3rd floor... The woman seems to relax just a bit. "Oh, I recognize you now," she says. "I saw your picture in the paper this morning. You were one of the guys who did that thing last night...with the bad metahumans. Anyway, my name's Mai. And just what exactly are you doing here?" She turns at the addition of a new sound...cracking and popping. "And [i]what[/i] is making all that racket?" [/QUOTE]

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