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Power and knowledge were his temptation so they were always sure to keep him supplied with his techno-fix. They had very quickly found that all work and no play made for a very dangerous genius. Like a parasitic plant, he had quickly wound his roots deeply, thoroughly, in and throughout every thing that answered to a mainframe command: files, panels, servers...doors, lights, air. Not out of maliciousness. They hadn't programmed him for that. He'd done it because he could because he'd wanted to know what that system did and where that data backroad would lead him. They shuddered to think what he might have become if he had been pu through regular training, assuming he had survived. But they quickly discovered that a dwarfed thing is still a wild thing. It will bie the hand that feeds if the hand lets it starve long enough.
Their own little feral child.
Operations watched Birkoff twiddling his pencil between the fingers of his left hand as his right hand danced over the controls. The boy was greenish through the monitor.
Power and knowledge were his temptation so they were always sure to keep him supplied with his techno-fix. They had very quickly found that all work and no play made for a very dangerous genius. Like a parasitic plant, he had quickly wound his roots deeply, thoroughly, in and throughout every thing that answered to a mainframe command: files, panels, servers...doors, lights, air. Not out of maliciousness. They hadn't programmed him for that. He'd done it because he could because he'd wanted to know what that system did and where that data backroad would lead him. They shuddered to think what he might have become if he had been pu through regular training, assuming he had survived. But they quickly discovered that a dwarfed thing is still a wild thing. It will bie the hand that feeds if the hand lets it starve long enough.
Their own little feral child.
Operations watched Birkoff twiddling his pencil between the fingers of his left hand as his right hand danced over the controls. The boy was greenish through the monitor.