Board Room 2-A

[DarthBindo]

Mr. Sherman glanced at the pistol, nonplussed and unafraid.
He meaned his elbows on the table, playing with a small metal clip.
"You would be correct in assuming that the Touched had nothing to do with it. We came after, long after. How exactly the modification was discovered eludes us, as the labratory wherein Amanda Willows, the Spore Queen, and the first, was grown, has been destroyed. We know only that it's discovery involved study of Non architecture."
He took another sip of water.
"As for how it works, once you realize the secret, it's exceedingly simple. For hundreds of years scientists have been attempting to create self-regulating DNA, immune to the rampant mutation that large doses of radiation causes. All their attempts have apparently been a failure, overcomplicated and unable to function. Nanotechnology has been promising, but it's very nature as a foreign object eventually leads to fatal autoimmune disease in all test subjects. The solution pursued by Aperture Science, the laboratory responsible for the Spore, was to combine the two ideas, a specific protein structure in the roots that produces organic molecules responsible for repairing faulty DNA and RNA. To be honest, the structure they eventually used bears remarkable similarities to structures found within Nomad remains. It makes us a bit uncomfortable."
"As for proof...."
With a quick motion he used the metal clip to slice open a finger, slapping it to the table.
A large amount of thick sap-like fluid spilled from the wound, spilling towards the pistol in a second. It completely engulfed the pistol before hardening.
Sherman broke his hand away from the mass of goop.
"As I said, rapid protein growth. Unfortunately, the laws of conservation dictate that my body has to replace it. It makes for an interesting meal schedule, although losing weight is comparatively easy."
With a shrug, he downed the rest of his water and took a stick of beef from his coat pocket, peeling off the plastic and chewing while his green eyes stared at Clearwater.

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gone four years, first day back: Zoners still getting shot in Theta :|