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The middle of a field outside of Olympia hardly seemed like a normal place to meet up and talk about science. But by nature of Allura's new powers, she refused to have this meeting anywhere in town. Just a precaution. And there was something she wanted to test, on a personal level.

As her scientist friend approaches, Allura offers a small nod of greeting.

"The spot I had in mind isn't too far from here, if you don't mind."

"Not at all. I am interested in seeing your ability for myself. If something of a walk is required then I am willing."

Besides, she was far from out of shape. She had been someone who had been, and was even still willing to be, on the front lines. That meant she had to be in shape enough to actually do that when necessary. For that reason a walk was nothing at all.

"Please lead the way."

Allura nods, setting the pace. There was no real visual points of interest to give hint of where they were going, what would be much different from any other patch of grass, but Allura was on a mission.

In the mean time- "Thank you for meeting with me for this." Even though she's sure she's sating Moira's curiosity as well, "I have had some... unexpected surges of power. It doesn't seem to be entirely under my control yet."

As an afterthought, "But it shouldn't be dangerous for you."

"You don't need to worry about me. I am able to take care of myself in dangerous situations. However, you are welcome. Though I should be thanking you for this opportunity to explore what these new abilities are doing for us."

Perhaps it would enlighten her on how it was possible for a simulation to provide such a thing. There had to be some sort of energy being used but what it was she couldn't say just yet. So best to explore what the powers were first.

"Have you had much luck with any of the others who gained powers?" Surely Allura wasn't the only one who took Moira up on her offer on the network from the other day. For Allura, waking up with mysterious powers is just another Tuesday, but the fact that so many people seem to be effected, and that a simulation seems to be the culprit was alarming at least.

Their walking eventually leads them to a barren patch of dirt. It stands out quite obviously against the greenery around it, as if something had just painted a brush over the spot and made it incapable of growing life. Yversai's doing. One of his many marks left behind on the planet, "We're here."

"None presently. However, the more information I acquire the easier it will be to find the answers that I seek." And with her being able to investigate Gabriel regularly now that he was done avoiding her that would make things easier. She could look into just what was going on through herself and through him. It certainly didn't hurt that she now had Allura and that soldier as well.

When they arrived, she looked around before collecting a sample of the dirt. It could be useful to know about it for later. It wasn't her usual area of expertise but in this case she didn't want to leave anything a mystery.

Sample collected, she looked to Allura. "Where do you need me to stand?"

“Where you are is fine.” She wasn’t ready to start trying to bring life back to the dirt yet anyway. Best to start small and work up from there. At the edge where dead land meets grasslands, Allura stoops low to the ground and lowers her hand to brush her palm across the tops of the grass, closing her eyes.

Energy like quintessence flows under her skin, buzzing and swirling through her in a familiar way, starting from the core of her being, then down her arm, through her fingertips and into the ground. Visibly, there’s not much to see at first, but soon the grass at Allura’s fingertips starts growing exponentially, soon growing past where her hand lingers until the weight of it causes the stalks to bend. The smallest of buds begin to erupt from the ground, curling into flowers, like a time-lapse video brought to life. There’s even a small amount of grass that begins to creep into the dead parts of the dirt, and when Allura opens her eyes, she smiles.

“So my idea may work after all.”

"What is your idea?"

Moira stepped closer and knelt near Allura so she could investigate the plants. They appeared to be healthy and real. Just advanced from the stage they'd been in. It was difficult to say if they'd been pulled from nothing or if Allura had simply encouraged their growth. Questions would help reveal that.

"Did you encourage the growth of these plants?"

Because what would science be if there were no questions?

She gestures to the dead ground beyond them, “I was hoping I might be able to fix these areas that got hurt by Yversai.”

Moira wasn’t around for the dragon’s attack, but even for the newer refugees, Yversai’s influence was as obvious as the giant stone monument of it and Darma that was left behind.

“It’s not so much that I’m telling them to do anything, I just. Transfer my energy into the life around me.”

It’s a little like quintessence and Allura can’t be totally convinced that the two are entirely separated from one another. Like channeling the castle’s energy into the Balmera, just on a smaller scale.

A daring desire. Still, she was curious to see if it could be done herself.

"Does your ability require plant life to already be there? Could you perhaps plant seeds then transfer your energy to grow and feed the damaged soil?"

That was something that could be quite miraculous. And useful. Moira had already been interested in Allura before and her genetic structure but she found herself more so intrigued now that it seemed Allura had gained something very unique from this place.

And potentially quite powerful.

"I am not sure yet." Most of her experience has been with manipulating what's already there, but if she could create life — well, that would be quite miraculous.

And it's no time like the present to try. Allura moves to the center of the swath of barren land, casting her eyes around it as memories flood back of the battle with the great beast. They were truly lucky that the Orbiters had intervened, even if she deeply questioned their motivations.

Closing her eyes, she allowed her energy to go into the earth, to nurture and give life to the ground and, sure enough, new sprouts of grass began to emerge from the dirt, not growing quite as much as what she had done earlier with the existing grass, but soon the brown was painted over with a bright green seemed as fresh and healthy as the rest of the grass nearby.

Moira watched her as she went to try. It would take a great deal more energy to do more than what she'd done here. However, this alone was impressive enough and she came over to gently touch the grass. Fresh and healthy. Whether that meant it would do anything for the soil was another matter. It was possible there no longer were nutrients for the plants here.

"How do you feel after doing this? Any fatigue?"

It was important to note that now.

Good question. Before Allura can answer, she's swaying on her feet. Almost dangerously, but she seems to catch herself before making any impromptu trips to the ground.

She rubs her temple, "Just a touch, but I will be alright."

Maybe it's a little more than she's letting on, but she's handled worse, and the fatigue is almost encouraging, because, "This is similar to when I would use quintessence. Too much and it becomes physically draining."

So what are the chances that this new power has something to do with the ones she's felt so cut off from since arriving on this planet?

Moira moved to her side and put a hand on her arm to support her. "Allow me to look into your eyes please."

She could always help with the fatigue in a moment but she wanted to see what the side effects looked like for herself. How her eyes looked, the color of her skin. She even wanted to press a hand to her skin to see what the temperature was. It would do little without a base temperature but she'd manage.

"This will be important for later."

Allura is grateful for the hand to help steady her, leaning into the support while she obediently turned her head at Moira's request. Her eyes are still their vibrant teal with purple centers to her pupils, as is common for Alteans, but otherwise unremarkable beyond average fatigue symptoms. The same is true for any of Moira's other physical check ups -— her skin is a little bit clammy, her temperature elevated to what seems a little higher than what a human's might be, but nothing that a good nights sleep wouldn't be able to rectifty.

After a few minutes of Moira checking her vitals, “Did you gather the information you needed?”

"There will always be more information to gather. Such is the way of science."

Still supporting her with her right hand, she lifted her left. A mechanism rested on her palm which was easier to see now. It seemed attached to a gauntlet which glowed yellow. The tubing of the device she wore now gained a golden glow as well as a golden energy left her hand to spray onto Allura.

The result would be that Allura would find herself feeling less fatigued and more able to stand on her own. "You will still need proper rest but that will keep you from falling at least."

Allura flinches when the golden energy envelopes her, but opens her eyes in surprise, taking in a breath, when she feels a burst of revitalization (Like drinking one of Axel's strange, caffeinated beverages, but not so jittery).

When it's finished, she's standing a little straighter, looking up at Moira, "Thank you." It isn't a magical cure-all, but at least it's managed to reverse a little bit of the toll that Allura's magic took on her body, "What was that you did just now?"

"I sprayed you with a small touch of biotic energy. It helps to revitalize the body and will allow for some healing of the system for the next few seconds. In your case, just a tiny restoration of your energy. This is technology I developed in my own world as a result of my research."

Releasing her, she stepped back and put her right hand behind her. Her left hand extended and a small golden spray of mist came out from the palm of her hand where a golden light rested. It was clearer now that it attached to a gauntlet on her wrist.

"This allows for more rapid healing that most methods would allow and can even be applied to healing during combat situations.]

“That seems incredibly useful,” Nodding, even if she isn't sure what all is involved in biotic energy, proof of Moira's claims is as clear as the extra energy she's already feeling. Allura leans in closer when Moira shows her the gauntlet, to get a good look at it (staying out of the direct line of fire, in case anything else can come from it).

“It is a little like the sleep chambers on board my ship- it would boost the user's own natural healing energy to dramatically increase the speed of recovery.” Looking back up at Moira, “I assume this cannot heal what the body cannot already mend on it's own, then?”

No regrowing limbs or anything like that.

"It causes cellular regeneration to happen at an accelerated rate. Perhaps over time it could mend what cannot mend on its own but it would take far more energy than one round I carry in here. However if it were something like the loss of a limb and the limb was nearby I could potentially reattach it. Though, it would be far better to do such things in a lab where the environment is clean and there was time to ensure it was done properly."

She lifted her left hand to study it. "This is best used in the field. As is the other purpose of the device."

Lowering her left hand, she lifted her right now. That dead looking hand had a similar gauntlet on it but there was also a slightly different design to it. And the light on her palm was purple.

"With this I can essentially cause damage to those I recognize as my enemies."

Allura’s expression turns more wary when she appraises the device hooked onto Moira’s right hand. She’s not quite sure how it all works, but if it’s all part of the same device, it’s not hard to assume that the damage-causing portion of it works opposite from the healing — a break down on the cellular scale.

“Are you often in... combat situations?”

Moira said she was a scientist, but science and war were not as clearly cut as some might assume. Especially among Alteans, and she assumed the same was true of other races.

"I prefer not to be. However, sometimes it becomes necessary and in those moments I must be able to defend myself as well as be able to heal whatever team I am with."

And so this was how she'd chosen to do so. Not everyone approved of the methods since draining life wasn't exactly the most morally liked method. However, she wasn't at all about to pay attention to them.

With that said, she did avoid mentioning the life draining for now. If only to make sure she kept this woman on her side a little longer since she found her useful.

She nods with understanding, “Unfortunately, sometimes fighting is unavoidable. It’s better to be prepared in those cases.”

Despite popular opinion, fighting and peace were not incompatible concepts. It’s what Voltron was made for, and why Altean warriors trained so hard, to maintain peace and to protect others.

Another nod, this time at the area around them, “Is there anything else you would like to see? With your healing, I think I have enough energy to do more.”

"Can you will the plants to grow in certain ways? Shapes?"

Could she make them form objects? Create weapons or buildings from them? Or was it just a matter of willing them to grow and nothing else beyond that. Which was impressive enough but Moira wanted to know if there was more to this ability than just that. Something else that could turn it incredible.

Allura shakes her head, “If I can, I have yet to discover how.”

Turning her attention to one of the newer blooms at her feet, she crouches and focuses on trying to get it to grow in specific ways- to make the petals larger, or the stem to grow out of proportion of the rest of the plant, but with no luck. It grows and blooms, but stays within the confines of what one would expect.

Standing up again, “Perhaps with more practice…?”

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