[Getting closer to those disgusting tentacles is the last thing that Myfanwy wants to do, but she's going to have to if she wants to actually control them. She can sense the thing from here, but it's... weird.
She swallows, and crosses the street. The tentacles on the balcony immediately perk up like dogs who've heard the postman's truck, and she grits her teeth as one sneaks over to curl around her wrist.
It tightens, and she feels the way it's about to drag her in, subsentient nerve nodes radiating up and down the tentacle touching something! contract! She shuts them down, one by one, mind racing up through the rubbery flesh and leaving senses and consciousness numb in her wake. It's huge, but it's not too big to read, and as weird as it looks the anatomy, from the inside, mostly makes sense.
The tentacles sag against the windows and loll, limply, over the concrete. Myfanwy takes a few tries to remember how to make her own voice respond before she manages, sounding like she has a mouth full of rocks:]
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She swallows, and crosses the street. The tentacles on the balcony immediately perk up like dogs who've heard the postman's truck, and she grits her teeth as one sneaks over to curl around her wrist.
It tightens, and she feels the way it's about to drag her in, subsentient nerve nodes radiating up and down the tentacle touching something! contract! She shuts them down, one by one, mind racing up through the rubbery flesh and leaving senses and consciousness numb in her wake. It's huge, but it's not too big to read, and as weird as it looks the anatomy, from the inside, mostly makes sense.
The tentacles sag against the windows and loll, limply, over the concrete. Myfanwy takes a few tries to remember how to make her own voice respond before she manages, sounding like she has a mouth full of rocks:]
Safe. Go.