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hologram.
    “How strong is he? Concussive wise?” Rio asked.
    “Difficult to say, but he shouldn’t have any
coordination. That will come with training, as you well know. I would guess he
can produce a great deal more force than Morgan could initially, but nothing
compared to her levels now.”
    “The new emitters Morgan has got…gradual or flash
growth?” Aaron asked, getting back to another point.
    “She’s never mentioned any painful transitions, so I’m
assuming gradual. The flash growth seems to only manifest during ascensions or
under the stimulation of a regenerator. Something we still haven’t fully
cracked, and it’s not a tech issue, I’m afraid. We’re not supplying the
necessary genetic command codes. The ones the V’kit’no’sat use are so
complicated even I don’t fully understand what I’m reading when I’m reviewing
them…and like most things, they didn’t bother to leave an instruction manual in
the database.”
    “Does bioshield add more emitters?”
    “Yes.”
    “Volume increase?”
    “No. They actually seem to be patterned the same way,
or rather from the same source design material. The Jumat is larger, but
they’re pretty much the same type of psionic tissue. Density increases, along
with number of particles, equates to upgraded strength.”
    “He was also the first to get bioshield,” Davis
pointed out. “Any chance that’s a coincidence?”
    “Discounting Morgan as an anomaly,” Aaron clarified.
    “Actually it’s going to be one of the first avenues I
pursue looking for the trigger,” Vortison said. “I’m hoping it’s not a
coincidence and there is a correlation between the two.”
    Rio gestured towards Paul. “How soon is he going to be
back into training shape?”
    “It’ll take more than a day for his body to digest the
necessary foodstuffs to replace the redundant tissue that was cannibalized.
Knowing him he’ll probably be back at it in 12 hours or so. I’d recommend
taking it longer than that, but new psionics are like candy to you guys and you
can’t help but pursuing them with equal fervor.”
    “Change that to ‘donuts’ and you’d be about right,”
Aaron said deadpan.
    “Alright then,” Rio said, taking a step back and
spinning around heading for the door. “If you find any more interesting stuff
send me a report. I’m heading back to my own training. I’ll get with Paul later
for…calibration issues.”
    Vortison frowned at the retreating Archon. “Meaning
what?”
    “Nothing you have to worry about,” he said, walking
out the door.

 
    Synthia-462991 walked down a hallway of the advanced
training group’s private sanctum within Atlantis, having located Paul’s mental
signature in one of the many mediation chambers ahead and needing to find him.
Her master was in an intense training session at the moment and couldn’t be
disturbed so she’d been sent to relay the message to Paul personally, but she
didn’t expect to see Paul naked until she turned left and walked into the chamber
to find him standing in the center and his clothes and shoes piled up on the
edge of the circular room.
    “Oh…I’m sorry,” she said, glancing down at the floor
for a moment out of reflex before looking back at him again as he turned around
to face her. “I didn’t think you’d be undressed.”
    “If it mattered I would have closed the door. Am I in
your way?”
    “Way?” she said, looking him up and down twice
approvingly.
    “Do you need this chamber? I didn’t check the
schedule, just grabbed an open one since this wing looked deserted.”
    “No, no…I was just sent to find you. Rio is stuck in
an endurance challenge but he wanted to grab you before you got busy too. He
didn’t expect you’d be back in training after only 5 hours.”
    “I had a really good crash nap,” Paul said, running
his fingers through his short, blue hair. “And you can stop being awkward and
just enjoy the view while you’ve got it.”
    Synthia almost