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[tinyfood]

Who: Entrapta & others
When: late Septeril
Where: the ghastly abandoned house in Dorchacht Entrapta has been using as a base of operations
What: misc science nonsense
Warnings: spider business

Gonna just be putting toplevels for specific other characters in the comments! Hit me up if you'd like to help out in the lab – this is mostly going to be stuff to do with the radio control centre Entrapta's building for the Resistance but if you want to hit Entrapta up about some specific supplies or something please go ahead 🔧

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[tinyfood]

"Ah... hm. Yes. I... get the risk involved... of course there's always some risk in discovery, but, I can appreciate that in this situation the risk inherent to the experiment is... Unacceptable." She's twisting that length of wire around her fingers again; Morgan isn't the only one who's flustered. "I just, didn't really get what you said about, the kind of data I wanted from this, I – don't you ever just try to find out about something because it's interesting?"

[psychotronics]

Entrapta conceding that much is enough for Morgan to allow herself to relax, at least a little bit. She lets her hands drop to her side, one resting on her hip, and she turns away slightly with another sigh.

"Sure. That's always been some part of it, anyway. I wouldn't do the things I do if I didn't find them at least a little bit interesting. But that was never my sole motivation."

That one recording she'd seen of herself... The second, actually, which Alex had shown her in one of his many desperate bids to convince her that she just wasn't herself. The Morgan Yu on that tape. That woman with the devil-may-care attitude, negging her overly-cautious brother, excitedly demonstrating her newly obtained supernatural abilities while talking about uplifting humanity. She'd wanted to change the world. But for what reason? For fame? Glory? Had she actually wanted to help people, or had she wanted to change things for the benefit of herself, or her company, and her family?

That's the hardest thing about her condition. All these regrets, and she'll never know why she did all the horrible things that she did back on Talos. She can't even begin to understand what that Morgan must have felt, because after what she, this Morgan, had experienced? She can't think of a single thing that could possibly justify the atrocities unleashed by the typhon.

[tinyfood]

"Huh," says Entrapta, tilting her head slightly, oblivious to Morgan's internal turmoil – or at least, what of it she can feel over the bond she puts down to discomfort with this conversation. "You never, y'know, messed with incomprehensible powers beyond your understanding just because you wanted to see what would happen?"

[psychotronics]

"Nope," she says simply with a shrug, slipping back into the casual irreverence that she typically presents to the rest of the world. That answer IS the truth, at least as far as she understands it. She never messed with any incomprehensible powers just for that reason.

"I'm guessing that means you have, though." As if that wasn't obvious by now.

[tinyfood]

She shrugs. "Well, sure! That's practically what incomprehensible powers beyond our understanding are for, y'know?"

[psychotronics]

"...I suppose I can't really argue with that."

Or. She could, but she's not really feeling up to putting in the effort at the moment. She gives Entrapta another stern look though, trying to look authoritative. "Seriously though, don't overload their magical power grid. I'm asking you as a friend. People will probably get seriously hurt if you do."

[tinyfood]

Entrapta deflates a little. As a friend...? Well...

"You don't know that, though..." But her heart isn't in it, and she concedes with resigned disappointment, "No, you're right, I should do a serious evaluation of the risks before performing this kind of experiment..."