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setoonaredpanda · 6 years

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Leona Mcneal

Leona looked around so pleased with the results of her hearing if she had tear ducts she'd cry however the quills near her ear canals trembled with joy. She was going to get to see her parents home world. She knew better that to think she'd be seeing a planet that was rich and green like the stories she'd grown up hearing or to think she'd see a blue sky. Atmospheric pollution was still being filtered out but the technology she would be able to help introduce would be able to help.

Leona I'm here to escorts you back to the planet's surface until your departure date.

She glanced over to see a different young man than the one who had earlier escorted her. He wore black bands up and down both arms save one single green on his right arm.

"There is a shuttle in the bay ready to go I'll take you there."

"Thank you." Leona had learned human standard as a child but also knew many specific human languages, her mother had also been insistent she learn Aing standard as it was part of her heritage. She wished over and over that it weren't sometimes. She had learned many unpleasant facts about the Aing over the course of her life.

She shuffled along behind the human heading through the ship in a different way than she'd come to head back to the shuttle bay, reminiscing about her parents.

She would be returning to the the small farming community where her parents lived there were a few very few places on the surface where humans lived near or outside their military bases she had grown up in one of these bases after she'd been found at the bottom of a well after the capital's bombardment. Everyone had been so shocked she survived one of only a few 10 at most and the only female, also the only child. Toddler was a more apt description the way her parents put it. Their refusal to return her after the bombardment of the surface sparked additional conflicts with her native people but when she learned why they had wanted her back (and they as good as told her it was true) she had no desire to ever return. She was one of the few young female there species had left and she was being set up to breed more females specifically. She was mildly genetically mutated to only carry female eggs to be matured, since in her species that was a female trait. She found it strange when she discovered it was a male trait in humans that decided gender.

She realized slowly that the human in front of her had slowed down and she had no idea where she was on the ship. This was definitely not the shuttle bay.

"Where are we?"

"I'm taken you on a little tour."

"No thank you I would like to hurry back and tell my parents."

"It won't take long."

A new human appeared this one wore no green armbands at all. In all the time she had been around humans she recounted only a few not having even one green band and of those most were children born on ships yet to make the journey to Earth. This did not look like someone who simply hadn't reached maturity this was a career soldier one who had purposely and against human tradition not returned to Earth.

He spoke up but it was definitely not human standard this was something more like Russian she couldn't quiet make it out but she thought it sounded a lot like "guard the door." Guard the door she thought?

The next thing she knew there was a blinding searing pain, as her chest seemed it was on fire. Her brain quickly caught her up to speed and even began to plan her strike to attack back. The man in front of her was welding a knife a fairly long one and it had jagged teeth near the handle, he had already slashed her once in the chest and it went deep. The blood she was seeping out was mostly clear due to the high levels of nitrogen in her body, she also felt hot as her internal cooling system was now being disrupted. She scanned the room and saw very little that would be of any use. She could see inside the open lid of a crate a dust of some kind, and some wires coming out of the wall. She couldn't even wound this human or she knew an argument would be made to never allow her to leave. She grabbed the lid of the crate as an attempt to have a shield but it was no use. With no handle of any kind she had to hold the sides to try to bat away the knife earning her several cuts to her hands. She finally decided to use the lid to swing at the human causing him to jump back to avoid the collision. It was all the time she needed she sure hoped the wires coming from the walls were important she ripped them from the wall. They were short but could not be used to whip at the human to keep him back without actually striking him no alarm blared or anything so they weren't that important damn. He stuck at her again aiming low and slicing her leg. Oww that hurt she used the lid of the crate and smacked him hard over the head. He staggered back from her clearly dazed. Oh no what had she done, there went her chances. She dropped the crate lid and he struck again slashing down her arm near her for lack of better term shoulder (the way her arm joined to her body she looked similar to an iguanadon her parents had told her that anatomy would be hard for her since she had few other Aing she spent a lot of time around so they wound up describing her with mostly human terms) It hurt but all she was doing now was trying to dodge. It earned her to more cuts though not near so deep at the first two but now she had a new problem she was drastically over heating and fighting to not get sick. The urge to throw up the little food she had eaten was overwhelming and she did throw up all over the human. This enraged him further. Her blood was turning pink too never a good sign she was too hot. She staggered back. As she did she heard the door flying open.

"Leona!"

Her vision started going blue.

"Well crap. I'm here."

The same human from earlier that had been her escort rushed over.

"Shit! Shit she's hurt."

"What?" called another human. "Oh Shit. Call a medic."

"Leona can you hear me? She's bleeding everywhere!"

"It's not blood. It's coolent we don't bleed we have a vast complex cooling system. I'm too hot. I need to cool off."

"What? I'm only mildly aware of Aing anatomy. Coolent?"

She sat down and sat sideways along the wall against it the quills along her neck bristled. They started to glow white.

"We are carbon based like you but our next most abundant element is nitrogen we cool ourselves with a mostly nitrogen liquid. Because we rely mostly on a photosynthesis like process to run our bodies we also eat meats and other proteins to fuel our muscles."

She now felt feint.

"Medic!"

It was the last thing she heard.

When she woke up it was in a pleasantly cold room which when she looked around was also full of food. She was on a bed and the bed was a medical procedure table. She appeared to have wound bandages on her chest and a number of small bandages on all 4 fingers of both her hands, her tail was bandaged too.

Ah your awake we were so worried it was the voice of her mother.

"Where am I?"

Her mother spoke up sounding already annoyed, "the freezer of the ship."

"Ship?"

"The medical staff doesn't have a cooled surgical bay for Aing so they operated on you in a freezer and had to leave you in the same place to recover." She sounded thoroughly put out.

"Mom I'm OK really."

"You are not ok."

At this a medical officer walked in.

"Leona your awake."

"Why is everyone surprised by this?"

The dissident slashed you in your first heart. If you didn't have a second in your tail you'd be dead as it was they had to make some repairs to the second heart as well." That explains the second set of heavy bandages she thought.

"How long was I out for?"

"Three sols"

"Holy cats! Three days? Are you croaked?"

Her mother hissed "language."

"Sorry mom it's just I didn't feel that bad when they found me. Wait is that man ok is he hurt did he have a concussion?"

"What man?"

"The one who attacked me, I stuck him hard."

"What! That's what your worried about the guy who tried to kill you!" Piped up her father for the first time. "He tried to assassinate you, I should damn well hope you cracked him upside the head damn barbarian brut going after MY DAUGHTER."

She hated to see him so upset.

"I'm fine."

"No thanks to him. There was no security no one watching. Hell if you hadn't pulled out the panels regulating the thermostat you would have never been found."

"Oh that was what that was for."

"We are prepared to send you back to the surface for the duration of your recovery and upon the next ship coming to receive passengers for Earth you will be granted a new date to leave."

"No! Has the ship left without me?"

"No but your still recovering, you'll want to be on Aing."

"No I don't when is the ship leaving?"

"In about a week."

"Oh no," the quills along her head and neck trembled and drew in very close together. in these moments she looked most like the dinosaur iguanadon minus the fangs because her species were predators. "Please I want to go couldn't I just talk to the captain?"

"Well see what we can do."

A little while later she went back to sleep.

When she woke again there were two new humans standing before her. One was clearly the captain she had requested to see. Her arm shown at least 9 green bands and a single black one. The other was the human who had first escorted her to the audience chamber.

"I understand you wanted to see me."

"Oh um yes, sorry ma'am," She struggled to sit up. I'm Leona Mcneal I was granted permission to travel on board your vessel to Earth so I can help with its restoration."

"I know who you are."

"How can you know me? We've never meet."

"I know your parents the Mcneal's they are good people."

"Thank you Ma'am I love them very much. I was hoping, wondering if you would delay you return to Earth a week?"

"Is it still your desire to go?"

"Of course it is Ma'am I've always wanted to go."

"Even though you could be attacked again?"

She looked at the captain studying the woman hard looking for a motive. She couldn't tell what she was asking.

"Yes."

"I can't make you any promises Leona, the ship is due to leave at the end of this week and we must keep our schedule."

"I understand Ma'am." Her quills drooped.

"What is the date of your release from medical care?"

"No sooner than a week from your departure date. Or in 14 sols."

"I see. You are being transferred to the surface this afternoon to finish your recovery."

"I've always wanted to meet my grandparents they live on Earth. I thought maybe I finally would."

"There will be other ships."

"You watch, by the time the next ship comes there will be some new injunction to stop me from leaving or they'll repeal it or they will try to attack my shuttle."

"Don't be so negative."

"Sorry I'm just disappointed I may not get the chance."

"We'll see where your at at the end of the week ok?"

She was returned to the surface that afternoon her recovery room was cold and comfortable and her parents tried to be comforting too. She stared at the suitcase she had packed and ticked the days off. By the end of the week it was clear that while she was better she wouldn't be released by tomorrow. The ship would leave without her. The day of the ships departure came and she refused to see anyone even her mother. The doctors said it would only be a few more days and she could be released but after today it wouldn't matter the humans got what they wanted. She remained angry over the next two days as well refusing to eat not that she needed too her quills absorbed all the energy she needed for recovery. She was just bitter now. It wasn't until day 3 after the ships departure someone knocked on her door and she shouted for them to go away the person on the other side of the door shouted "No!" She got up to tell them to go away again but when she opened the door to the young man from the ship she shut her mouth and the words froze on her lips.

"Hello." He said calmly.

"Hello, what, wait why are you here?"

"I came to check on you how's your recovery?"

"My wounds almost healed I should be out in two days sooner than they thought Come in."

She moved out of the doorway and stood to her full height of 8ft.

"I feel strong."

#humans are space oddities #humans are weird #leona mcneal #story #armbands #part1 #humans are strange

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myupostsheadcanons · 6 years

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Some Galra Headcanons-

I will likely add to this post as I think of more.

Their arms and legs on average are longer than a human or Altean’s arms. Humans/Alteans follow the Rib(elbow)/Hip(wrist)/Crotch(hands) proportions for arm length (and hips tend to fall at the mid-point of the body). A Galra’s torso seems “squatter” due to their lanky arms and legs, their hands fall below the hips/crotch ratio to their upper thighs. (which is practically canon design-wise in the show)

They have long tongues. Long enough that they can reach their eyes. This was an evolutionary throw back to their desert living evolution, as they needed a way to clean sensitive areas like their eyes and nose more efficiently than with their sharp clawed hands.

They have four-toed feet much like dogs and cats, the middle two are more forward than the outside two. There are thick pads on the ball, toes, and heel.

Galra are mammalian. The nipples are on their chest and commonly the same color as the rest of their flesh or hidden by fur in cases. The females breasts become more prominent when they are pregnant or feeding their child. Males do get moobs, but usually if they are over weight and/or have large muscular chests.

Galra babies are roughly the same size as human babies. Which is small considering Galra are physically larger than humans. Galra pregnancies last 33-35 weeks, shorter than a human’s 37-40 weeks. Their milk is higher in protein and fat content, and their babies grow faster in the first three months than a human or altean baby would.

(Keith had to be bottle fed because milk straight from the breast was too rich for his half-human constitution and gave him colic. It had to be a mixture of breast milk and formula, but by the time Krolia left he was less dependent on her milk to supplement his nutrition.

Lotor was given substitute milk as a baby as it was difficult to get Haggar to consistently take care of him in his early months. Altean milk is higher in sugars and carbs than both Galra and Human milk, evolved to focus on brain growth and energy flow (due to their more magical nature)).

They purr/rumble. Baby Galra would purr while nursing or as a calming/coping mechanism. Adults tend to only do so out of extreme stress/anger/fear (to sooth themselves, which often this is something they learn not to do for social/machismo reasons), but more commonly they pur for pleasure (before/during/after sex, or if high/stoned/drunk off their ass).

Galra sweat smells similar to a cat’s sent glands, which makes cats more attracted to them. Cats regard them as “those big cats that can also do stuff for us like the owner-person does”

Genetically Speaking:

Like with the Homo-Species on Earth, Daibazaal had several sub-species of Galra. But unlike Earth and Modern Humans eradicating all competing sub-species, the Galra retained theirs. Cross-breeding had and continue to occur, but it wasn’t as prominent in the sub-space era due to tribal warfare. They became unified under the Imperial Banner the same time they encountered other life forms that caused them to turn their attentions outward. The Kral Zera was set up to prevent one of the sub-species or “tribe” from dominating over the others, giving each an equal chance to sit upon the throne once the reign of the sitting Emperor or Empress was over.

Once they had lost Daibazaal the sub-species became less distinct from one another as they were now homeless and mobilized for constant warfare. Tribes were only important among the nobility, and even then they married and breed more for power rather than which clan they once belonged to. This thus caused the vast biodiversity found in the Galra and Galra upper command. The most common traits still remain the most common among the lower and lesser classes, but even still there could be found the blending of the bloodlines.

Prior to the proliferation of Quintessence, for a Galra to die of old age they would be approaching 1000 years old. One of the first advances in most races that reach space travel beyond light speed is in the medical field. The Galra were no different, the effects of age were slowed down to a crawl with regenerative sciences as well as the eradication of most diseases and cancer. With the introduction of quintessence, it is barely heard of someone dying of age, as basic soldiers are exposed to the substance early on and every Galra born under Zarkon’s reign had to serve the military at some point in their lives.

Quintessence exposure not only gave the Galra unusually longer lifespans, it also allowed them to breed with outside species more easily. The quintessence would “super glue” the DNA of the parents together. The closer the DNA match the easier the bind, and the more likely that the child will be fertile. However many of the half-Galra also are exposed to Quintessence and will negate the infertility factor. Rare examples are children left on pre-space fairing planets, and even still they have an infinity towards sensing the stuff due to their unique biology.

Galra and Humans are closer genetically than Galra and Alteans. The Galra and Humans have similar gestation/birth cycles, one that is regular and can be measured for accurate conception times and a menstrual period. Unlike Altean Females whom have a cycle unique to each female that put them in an estrus state once every 5 to 10 years.

#galra #voltron #voltron meta

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