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other person in the ‘share’ to ascend.
And while that was bad enough, if you missed it the first time you had to
repeat injuring yourself until they got it.
    It was a Tier 2 ability and not that catastrophic with
regards to cascade issues. Trey had got it on the first try and only missed a
day of training. He made that choice rather than put Aaron through an extra
injury to share it with him. Hurting yourself like that was basically against
everything that Star Force operated off of, but since this was a cheat process
they couldn’t blame the V’kit’no’sat for it. Sharing had never been intended,
so the Archons made the gruesome choice to inflict the injuries in order to
share the ability that was a much more powerful version of Sesspik.
    Haemra could be used on yourself for rapid healing, as
Aaron had done when he’d triggered Trey’s ascension, or it could be used on
someone else to heal them in a lesser fashion. Skill work was huge with this
one, and if you weren’t getting injured or helping with other people’s injuries
you couldn’t train it. That said, it was extremely valuable to have and Trey
was glad for it in this circumstance, otherwise he would have had to take this
native all the way back up to the Ma’kri for several days to get this break
healed up properly.
    Using the physical contact, Trey took control of the Protovic’s body and essentially ordered it to start regrowing in the proper places. Since she wasn’t Human the
control was less, because Trey was less familiar with their physiology, but
they were among the closest to Humans out of all the races Star Force had and
he was able to trigger the necessary grow process…which was incredibly painful
at the rate he was pressing it. It was a form of flash tissue growth, like his
own ascensions, though slower and in this case not much additional material was
needed to reseal the break.
    That said, it was preferable that she be unconscious
during the process…else it’d feel like he was doing anything but fixing her
ankle.
    It took him and his feeble skills more than half an
hour to fix her up, during which he ordered the dropships to set down nearby
wherever they could find a gap in the trees. One of the medtechs came out and
took a tissue sample from the woman, several actually and Trey healed the not
so small one on her arm. He glared at the tech who’d taken it, but didn’t say
anything as she retreated back to the dropship. Another 8 minutes and that bloody
spot was healed up and he brought her back to a semi-conscious state,
attempting to get some information from her mind before waking her up entirely.
    The rest of the analysis team was restricted to the
dropships for this meet and greet, but Trey did have one commando with him
watching his back while he did his mind meld thing. He wasn’t surprised to find
that these natives didn’t speak any language that he was familiar with, so he
was going to have to try and piece together some form of communication starting
with mental assurances that he wasn’t an enemy.
    He kept his hand on her wrist as he woke her up, then
felt her jerk physically and mentally when she saw his gold helmet beside her.
She tried to run but he held her firm, all the while sending the telepathic
calming urges that did little to quiet her paranoia. After a few seconds of her
flailing around and finding her vocal chords weren’t working, he went ahead and
froze her body in place too, only allowing her head to operate under her own
power while he had a lock on the rest of her.
    “ Viron , take your helmet
off. I can’t calm her down.”
    The commando took a step forward and knelt before
where she was sitting on the ground, then he hit the release on his helmet that
had it pull back from his face to a knot on the back of his neck, revealing his
purple/green glowing Protovic face.
    “I doubt anything I say will matter,” the commando
said, looking straight at her and smiling, but talking to Trey.
    “Just let