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RE: Remember Me? - Kauket - 02-28-2016
ENTRY: Time off
DATE: 26|02|823 A.S
That went quite well.
We went for a meal on Cambridge, and my god is that roasted beef just so juicy, then called it a night at my old place, which is kept in a nice manner. Thanks to my childhood friend - Ah... It's too bad she moved on.
However, before meeting up on Cambridge, T had woken up briefly, and I allowed him to meet with Hunt. They came to an agreement to work together against the Nomads. But it's evident to me that Joshua was unsettled, his actions were undecisive - and he said to me that he did not want to disappoint me?
Anyway, in the end, we flew all the way out of Sirius to that 'light' place - and he's in with the minishare with us. It's a good opportunity to see if he truly what he says to be, a redeeming man.
For now, I can relax for a bit. I still need to investigate the area for some links concerning the Maltese, eh. Maybe later. I feel like they're going to be less of a priority in the upcoming weeks.
RE: Remember Me? - Kauket - 03-03-2016
ENTRY: Passing Time
DATE: 27|02|823 A.S
As if my inner fragments of my soul was shattered, I had to do the inevitable.
To banish.
Or to kill.
I did the former, for the sake of him, I wouldn't bare to harm him at all.
...Perhaps it was worse to send him out into this universe alone.
It's too painful for me to know that... he's probably gone for an eternity, I weeped throughout the night, grasping my pillow in comfort, trying my best to keep a logical train of thought. Unfortunately, my more... primitive side is dominating me.
We'll see in time if he truly endured my lessons, as he did not for the battlegroup.
For now, I'm covering within my previous home. Hunt is with me too, and I sincerely appreciate his attempts, even if they're slightly ineffective. But it warms me inside to know that he is capable of being a friend - and not just an 'ally' or 'resource' - I made chicken soup which he seemed to enjoy too.
Oh well, I'm in my bed, resting. Or at least I'm trying to, I rolled out by accident onto my face. Eh... Besides that, it's imperative that I have to... concentrate on the future, even if it means I must sacrifice my heart.
DATE: 1|03|823 A.S
The more I rest, the ideas I get, the more inspired I become. I have many plans concerning gathering data upon the K'Hara, and I wonder if T will be interested within the ideas...
Oh well.
To speed up the production line, enforced ... punishments should be in line. Captured Outcasts, Corsairs or slavers will be subject to forced travail with the assistance of neural restraints. Should they desire any chance of leaving, they must prove themselves worthy of their existance.
If any chance.
Ataraxia lurks closer and closer, and I am already within the process of deploying down teams to secure the site on the planet. The Viper, the Nixie and accompanying assets have been ordered to keep close guard of the area.
Lacerta will arrive with the workers, and the overwatch for the area. The majority of our troops will be there, along with some experimental droids from the Eidolon will be deployed, making up the defensive line at 350 people, humans and robots alike. Most of the rookies have also been sent there for their training. Zeta squad will not be present however, as the elite asset will be on standby upon the Eidolon for another operation.
I hope Venator Zeph is competent enough to administrate this sector, as he is left in charge.
As for me, I patiently await for the Legion to complete the repairs. Though, when I gave a quick inspection of the vessel to see progress, I couldn't help but notice the... "Vita Tenebris" - as we like to nickname it, has been spreading from the Core Chamber... I don't know what it is, but it doesn't seem to be harmful. I just hope it doesn't spread to the point where it's noticable to the workers.
Aoi came today in Coronado, to query me and to see if I was 'willing' to assist in her attempts to Coup the 'Grand Admiral' himself - Golanski. Apparently some of the plan involves baiting him to Tohoku, where they'll have a meeting, which they will be mostly isolated. She said she rigged the bridge, reactor and engines to have detonators on them as a Plan B, and she will attempt to personally kill him upfront.
I have a /very/ bad sense about this. This is Golanski. He's /going/ to have failsafes around him. He's /going/ to have a surprise. Or perhaps - his meeting is his intention to kill her. Perhaps she should have waited longer for this.
Who knows. Maybe she will succeed, but if she fails? I may lose that one link within the Order.
I gave her one of the adapted communicators to securely reach out to me in safety. We'll see where this goes. I have conditionally agreed to assist, but, based upon her plan.
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LOGSOh well.
Back to meditating. We have a long future ahead of us.
RE: Remember Me? - Kauket - 03-14-2016
ENTRY: On and On
DATE: 13|03|823 A.S
Eh... I don't write to write about that particular incident, but uh... things happen.
It's almost like life itself is trying to harm me. It isn't others who hurt me, but the loss of my closests and the disconnection of the bonds I have created over time with my friends.
So quiet, so dark. The halls of the Eidolon purr with energy, the silence that taints these corridors is... unsettling.
But I suppose in the end, all is not entirely lost. Hunt has been a... close associate, and now we have furthered that connection.
This is weird.
Everyone seems to be attracted to me, not romantically of course, but, in the sense that I seem to be some kind of social anomaly? Even so, I didn't expect to be with him. Huh.
Meh. Guess I can't help out Aoi.
Apparently I was reached out by some Core operative that works in the Taus, being offered a little job or call for help for his little devious plot against the High Command to usurp power.
Well.
I doubt I can do much, and even if he was the replacement, would he be a suitable leader? Would he be worse? Or better?
Worst of all, he wants to get back at it with the entirety of the High Command and not just Erik...
I can't betray my friends, even if they were my old ones, or still current. I am simply unsure how to process this little offer.
Hm. I'm trying to get thoughts of this.
DATE: 14|03|823 A.S
So many investigations lately, but it's pretty much confirmed that Geoff is going to go against Hunt. And not to mention, the Buro - working with the Maltese? Peh.
I've had a long day, and I honestly would love to rest upon my home again, but last night, I had to settle down in Sigma-13, or at least attempt to rest anyway. Too noisy there.
Moving on, I headed out to Omicron Delta to meditate slightly, but upon idling around the Freeport, the Ish'tar revealed itself.
I did query it about it's presence and commented on how it was special but my answer was:
Quote:'Ours' are not 'special'...~husk~...Form|nymph besides ours...possesses 'might'...showcase/test... - Emotions of agreement are revealed
![[Image: 7kb7zpb.png]](http://i.imgur.com/7kb7zpb.png)
So effectively, it was to show off their abilities and to send a reminder to Humanity, though, it's intriguing as to how it toys with the locals.
Ah well. There's my answer, I guess.
I still feel kind of lonely, eh. My bonds still feel shattered, despite renewing myself to another. I still can't wait to leave Liberty though. I'm eager to sleep on the Eido- Oh dear.
As I write this entry, I appear to have been visited by the 'observant' one - or that 'inevitable sighting' before apparent destruction.
It...
Stopped right in my face.
![[Image: XEEe9Jz.png]](https://i.imgur.com/XEEe9Jz.png)
It said something along the lines of, "Blood spills blood. " - "You two are spared. " - I believe it was trying to say that it won't destroy the harmless, ones who won't spill blood needlessly.
I... I think I should avoid Hunt and Dawnbreaker. Possibly for good. I get the message now. I'm really going to need to meditate on these events.
RE: Remember Me? - Kauket - 03-29-2016
ENTRY: Eidolon Lives
DATE: 29|03|823 A.S
It's been a while.
Well, not a bright way to start this off, but apparently I went into an episode, killing people, murdering slaves that I just rescued, eh... Hunt restraint me and forced me on my medication which I was declining, as I wished to adapt to my biology. I almost killed him apparently, heh, 'whoops'
But anyway. Eidolon's up and running, ERI has been learning a lot, and I've been letting both of the units handle the reports. Hunt has proven his affection for me, and my older mind is coming back into play. I'm scared of his safety, I tried to run away, but it only broke them further. This annoys me, and it's almost like he has a deathwish.
But, what a day we had yesterday. Hunt proposed to me, I denied him, and the day before that, we basically played Kusarian Whispers on the bridge with each other while trying to talk to Rossi of the Reapers. Of course, all actions have repurcussions. It's really evident that he wants a goal, something to look after, especially when he noted he wanted a family of his own, most likely because he has none.
I really feel like running away, I am already being a big distraction and a massive danger to his very existance - what with my reoccuring issues. But with my presence, I know that he wishes to be happy. Damn, and I promised myself not to do this either. Grr. It's just unfortunate that I had to bond, and rather quickly too, hrm. Oh well. I still have the assumption that this mind-link is making us bond at an alarmly quick rate, no matter who I'm with.
Though, one embarrasing thing I forgot was that I was supposed to work with John Silverstone, against Hunt. I simply cannot excuse myself from him, and even worse, he actually thinks that the Eidolon is going to be used with Hunt's work. However, while I was speaking him in Frankfurt, I had a little panic attack. This was due to the reason that I had a vision of being there, ages ago, communicating with specific people at a specific location. Sigma-13 Jump Hole. Of course, this made our conversation be... interrupted. Too bad.
Social stuff aside, I perhaps should try to focus on the projects and plans that I had in mind.
Intercommunication Neural Interface - The datachips that act as a language converter for AI systems, allowing Nomads to control the 'pulses' on it like if it was a mind,
Neural Data Stream - Pretty simple, I tried this concept back in the Core. Take some Neural-bands, and make it record the mind. Though it's a matter of finding someone with the expertise to recode them, and probably even physically ammend the software. Everyone has heard of those weird "mind-art" stuff you can do with the bands, right? Why not use it to capture images from recording neural activity? But - naturally - that's the drawback. No sound.
Upgrade the AI Security onboard - Self-explanatory. I feel like I should attempt to re-design and see if the others down in engineering can have a shot at creating the technical blueprints. I should also see to ERIDIAN about possibly even creating more... hybridised... components.
Develop links - Bretonia is my home land, a land of joy - or at least for me anyway. I'm also considering of creating a neutral bridge between the VWA and the Buro, somehow, but, yet, that doesn't seem very possible. Or at least not much when Geof is around. Apparently he was trying his best to make Hunt leave Rheinland, heh. I should also look around to making myself look better in the eyes of the Order and the Blood Dragons, since, well - obviously, they're dedicated against the Nomads. Plus, I don't have any links in Kusari at the moment. Additionally, I could possibly look towards helping the GMG against the Cretin scum and Maltese dirtbags.
Well, I've already done some little stuff with the Reapers and a lot more with the Legion, so. Summoning it up:
Bretonia.
Blood Dragons
VWA
The Order
Gas Miners Guild
Reapers of Sirius
Also, Nestor came to say hello or threaten me, or whatever - today. So, I get to observe and hear their side of the way: why they hate Humanity so much. Though, I know they're just angry biological machines in essence, but, even machines can have faulty coding I guess? We'll see what she has to say.
But uh, we'll see.
I still think I should have left Hunt for his own good... but... meh... I'd feel bad, and he'd be torn, as mentioned before. I don't know what to do. I can't do my... ideas in peace. I feel like his presence may get me into trouble, even though he's saved my hind a lot.
Alright.
Here we go. Plans. Go. Focus. Meditate. Let's see progress. I've been distracted for too long, push him out so I can push forward. I have to think about myself and for the better of others.
RE: Remember Me? - Kauket - 04-07-2016
ENTRY: Break Free
DATE: 06|04|823 A.S
My mind is finally free, I am opened, my true state is cracked.
I fatigue badly as I write this, and I am struggling badly to keep my consciousness. Now, to elaborate on this social scenario.
Hunt really does desire me, yet, my mind and body is not ready for such a change in my life. Nor do I wish to be de-evolved into some... blergh, "female". Realisation had struck me when we were within the training, and my mind was returned to my past self from the combat, I remember who I truly am now.
The realisation? The process is repeating itself. I must break free from it. I must stop the inevitable from happening once again. I must destroy the bond, and allow him to grow strong alone. Once he is... released, I can finally focus on my work - alone - in peace. This'll allow me to hide from everyone else easier. It... pains me to think that I must do this, the bond is incredibly strong, possibly even reinforced by the mindshare. I have opened up and explained how I work, how my 'minds' work, my multiple personalities, so he knows how I truly am, through this, he's been trying to find a 'solution' for me. Funny. Yet. Heartwarming.
Though, I've noticed my AI, ERI, has been 'siding' with him recently, providing him information about me. That injudicious scrap heap. Though, speaking of robotics, it was noted that Vita Tenebris entered my system through the Neural Restraint I put on myself, mainly to restrain my emotion which had boosted strength to apply, thus the infestation took advantage of this to enter my blood system and tamper with my nervous system.
A solution was found, we queried a PRIME unit which provided us an answer on how to quarantine the foreign bodies. It involved a procedure of freezing my body and carefully seperate my blood - filtering it, which deactivated the entities, and allowed my antibodies to destroy it. Recently covering from this surgery, I idle around on my vessel, healing, feeling tired.
Alas, that is the consequence of following through with being... well, this. I must admit, I truly do find affection within him, his strengths, his unique charisma, this bond truly is too powerful. It is too bad I must press on. As such, I shall avoid my medication, it'll only weaken me and restrain my mental strength. Being free from it feels... good. However, I still get these desires for destruction, but I can restrain it. I hope.
Now, to focus on more work orientated matters.
Recently, I received a comm concerning some AI that had the ability to communicate with a Nomad, I desire to reach out to this unit and to learn how it's perceiving the telepathic energy.
Concerning alien objects, perhaps I also should further experiment on these artifacts, they appear to 'echo' the mindshare whenever I interact with it. Though, it's a strain on my mind sometimes. Perhaps I should seek out different objects to find something of a similar usage. Pygar comes to mind when thinking of 'artifact'.
Hah, I still find it amusing how I ruined Hunt's diplomacy with the Order, that foolish Horus 'admiral' shouldn't have been poking around. Oh well.
We'll see what will happen. I'm still planning on how to deal with Hunt effectively. As for me... It's time to endure my fatigue. Perhaps I am fatigued of seeing the same old story everywhere, Noah, Inge, and many others. Or perhaps I am suffering from the lack of work. Or it's because of my physical and mental changes, and that I am overblowing the situation.
The future awaits.
RE: Remember Me? - Kauket - 04-11-2016
ENTRY: Entry 4732
DATE: 06|04|823 A.S
No-no-no-no, illogical. What is my mind doing? Why do I keep swapping in attitudes?
Come on, get it together.
To focus on the matters at hand, me and McAllister started to find any remaining Auxesians to rebuild ourselves, though, during this process, Hunt discussed how merging our forces together would strengthen both of our people, he described to me how more efficient our forces would be if we did that, I argued about diplomacy, yet he mentioned we were similar in diplomacy and how it wouldn’t matter. In the end, he convinced me.
It’s going to take some time to re-organise our assets and to coordinate it.
Now, to more sociable scenarios, as per usual nowadays.
I finally got my injection to ‘release’ me, as painful as it was. It turned out that I had obtained tri of them anyway, huh. Kind of… scary.
Anyway. That’s done and over with.
I need to set up a ‘Plan B’ for Auxesia, should I ever fall or depart, for whatever reasons. Now, a simple solution would be, “oh, let the Curator take power, it’s their position” - no, unfortunately, this scenario isn’t as simple as that.
Hunt.
He’s the Curator. I still need to figure out how to teach him how to not rely on me ‘existing’ around him or in his life, he’s grown too attached to me. I am family in his eyes, due to his loneliness. I am literally 'everything' to him. Heh. Poor guy. I’m afraid he may end himself or cause harm, and he’ll never finish his projects.
Speaking of trouble, Reena is finally grown up and is scared of losing her ‘individuality’ - as such, I feel like I need to ‘infest’ it with my energy, as I did with T, in hopes of disconnecting them from the mindshare. Maybe. Possibly.
This was interrupted by the Order though… Valkyrie came and tried to kill T. I had to scare them off with the Eidolon. Unfortunately, they managed to down Reena. It’s to no surprise that the Order were harassing the Reapers, it’s also most likely that they were trying to drive a wedge in between our alliance with the Reapers, “Oh, Auxesia are Nomad-Huggers!” - that type of typical behaviour. How ignorant of them.
I won’t be surprised if they manage to screw up our attempts at diplomacy with the Gas Miners and the Blood Dragons. Man. They really were terrible at keeping things under the carpet. I remember how I chased an Order vessel to Sigma-19. Pfffsch.
Speaking of T, when we visited Omicron Major - the Dyson Sphere, he reminded me of the past when we last visited with Chris, me and T… it… brought back memories. It feels painful, like if he was just thrown away, like trash. I want to make sure he’s alright. It really pains me to know I’m… suddenly with Hunt. Urgh. How do these connections even work? Why does it happen? I seriously had no interest in him. But now, over a short span of time, I do.
Being Human sure is silly.
RE: Remember Me? - Kauket - 05-09-2016
ENTRY: Entry 4743
DATE: 09|05|823 A.S
So much... has happened. Yet so much, I suffer.
The minishare has collapsed, the creature is dead, yet my brain still remains afflicted, the energy is still there, my brain is still modified. Without this connection, or this link, I feel... alone, cold, pain, hopelessness.
With Thalette going on, me and Hunt decided to run along experiment alongside it, to see if the legitimate bearer would carry on what trait we both posessed - modified brains. I also underwent an implantation, a neural interface that acts as a signal cord to the uplink, allowing me to remotely control the AI and interact with the automated systems. But this was not quite done, as I had to think more of the specifications. Initially, this would also be an augmentation, but... again... specifications.
But besides that, the Core went to war with the Zoners, and we worked day and night to ensure that our reputation was not twisted as the media had put us out to be, and then the damn Rheinlanders came in to assist the Core. This was before the minishare collapsing.
And thanks to Hunt, several days ago, he managed to hack some old datalog from my father, learning about my past and my parents. Apparently I was going to have brothers and sisters but they passed away, and I was the sole survivor. I didn't brave it to keep watching, as to why my mother is gone. That'll remain a mystery.
Bah. The whole Core and Zoner incident had kicked off when me and Hunt wandered towards Omicron Mu in light of teasing the Order, and perhaps to speak with them. Their defences proved... not as strong as I expected it to be. Disappointing. I witness the Order with Five Osiris' and two Cruiser class vessels in persuit of us. They spouted over the systems comms, wishing our death, taunting us. I contacted a nearby Core vessel, who we managed to gather forces up with to repel the overwhelming Order forces. Nodtivet turned out to be there, heh...
They managed enough forces as we temporarily combined to fend off the large war group, which had seemingly decreased by the time we attacked, and utterly annihiliated them.
It was like being in the Core again. It felt great...
It felt like home... I admired Erik's tactical prowess but I broke off.
However, during the fight, a Zoner Nephilim had stupidly engaged the forces, which was a catalyst for the Core's aggression against the Freeport. Had that ship not attacked, then perhaps none of this would have happened.
As a conclusion to my efforts, the mindlink collapsed, as mentioned earlier, still leaving that Nomadic energy in my mind, and of course, my modified brain.
I...
I came to the conclusion that I was beyond repair, that I... failed in my path... and that our goals are unachievable, that my purpose was pathetic, and that my mind was beyond repair, the coldness overwhelming.
Coming back to consciousness, I found myself in Hunt's arms, him tearing up. He's terrified, scared, obviously not to my suprise - he had saved me. The first thing I note upon my consciousness is the difficulty of breath and abnormal pain, my neck was fractured. I told him that I would try to stay around, but we'll see.
He noted that he had ideas in order to 'recreate' the connection, but I have severe doubts of it, but it may be possible. I don't know. He wanted to use the previous scans we had of our brains both when we used and didn't use the mindlink, and of the Labraid scan that we took when the creature was alive.
We went to the Omicrons to investigate this hopeless artifact hunt. Though, on our flight, a stop was made by the Freeport and took the opportunity to attempt diplomacy with an Order Overwatch Agent.
Jeremy Hunter.
He noticed my wheezing coughs and offered medical help. Me and Hunt accepted, assuming that we could potentionally develop help and maybe even learn about the Order, or find some help concerning the link.
Being escorted to a landing pad on Akabat, we were left to rest in our ships overnight.
After that, we were woken up and were escorted out of the landing area. We were taken to a medicial clinic on Akabat, in the city of Akhetaten. He noted that Giza and Akhetaten were the only Cities left of the Order, since their downfall.
Following through to the hospital, I could not help but feel fear, a bad memory, alongside with the fact I was in a hospital environment. Very unsettling. Being lead to a medical room, I was scanned and they noted the unusual brain activity through the X-Rays, along with my progeny and my two implants. They began to query me about the unknown energy in my brain, along with my implant and augmentations. I briefly told them as to how I got my neck injury, and with some scarce information about the brain 'modification'. Being in fear that they would have eliminated me in fear of infestation, I was on my guard throughout the entire time, getting ready to pounce should I require to fight. It was also noted that they said 'Another Aelita case'? They didn't clarify, and dismissed the fact when I called out that she was a Spectre.
To my fascination, Jeremy kept to his word of wishing to help preserve people. Interesting. My injury was healed with the aid of Nano technology, but it appears our trip came at a price. They're aware that Hunt is the Curator.
We were both escorted out to Omicron Zeta, from there on, me and Hunt ran back to the Eidolon, knowing that our position was compromised - and that the Order may send another strike squad at us. We moved the fleet to Koeln, sneaking through the Omegas to reach our destination.
And for now... I don't know. I'll try to rest, but I have doubts of succeeding due to this anomalous pain, even if this opportunity allows me to take an intermission from work. Ironically, there is still much to be done - despite the 'need' to have a break. Oh well...
*They sigh hopelessly into the recorder*
RE: Remember Me? - Kauket - 05-20-2016
ENTRY: Entry 4750
DATE: 10|05|823 A.S
Struggling and struggling. Hunt had an idea, but I have doubts of it. Some kind of machine that manipulates and tries to replicate the signals with Nomadic materials, using Liquid Cardamine as some kind of power source - or something. I don't know. All I know and feel is just pain. I'm trying my best, but I don't know if I can hold on for much longer. It's paining him as much as it pains me. Eh.
DATE: 11|05|823 A.S
We flew over to Kansas, to set up this experiment, apparently he invited Hans and Doc Holliday too but I never saw them arrive. I hanged around in the Keepers chambers and he started to set up the test in there for some reason. I excused myself and began to... check up on others, just to see if everything is well. Popped in to say hello to Glass and to check up on Thalette, but as expected, everything is fine. Glass did pick up on my attitude and offered medical assistance to me, but I declined. He was disappointed and angered slightly that I wasn't taking care of my personal health, and that I shouldn't ''end up like him'' - Bah.
Either way, after talking with some of the crew, I crawled around in the secret ducts and raided the canteen for some chicken. I then proceeded to eavesdrop on Hunt, to see what he was up to.
He was erecting the machine, and I jumped out of the door to give him a spook. Which lead to him tripping over. Funny. So I carefully observed him for hours on end, setting it up, and he proceeded to test it out.. he... was flung backwards from the force of the energy coming from it. I told him to get a tester but he didn't listen. I lost myself, I went mad.
I carried him to med-bay, the signs noting that he was in a coma, his mind absent. I felt so much pain within one second, that all emotion is just purely drained. I tried and tried to resurrect him, I checked the machine and brought an artifact to... try something. Everything kept failing. I grabbed a cup of water to test his reactions. Flicked some... he twitched. Note, I was hanging upsided down on the ceiling as I did this. I just kind of gave up on hope and threw the cup at his dumb empty face, and somehow, he woke up.
I was thankful, I was scared. I thought he was gone. I hid from him that night, but he hunted me down. He wanted me to connect, I declined and kept trying to hide. On the other note, some Hellfire pilot called something Reeves, notably trying to flirt with me. I achieved nothing much with him. After that, I went to sleep in my dorms.
DATE: 14|05|823 A.S
He convinced me to use that machine to join the mindlink, so I accepted. It. Hurt. A lot. I felt some kind of relief, but this connection feels... wrong... unnatural. Like a puzzle that's right but wrong.
I still feel darkness within me, but... I don't know. I feel ill. Nausea. Slowly building up. Nothing much is occuring but we'll see.
DATE: 20|05|823 A.S
I've noticed that Hunt has been getting a little down lately, who knows? But we've spoke about how he has 'no friends' - which I find hard to believe, though he admits friendship to Hans and Holliday. Perhaps I should give him a slight shove when it comes to friend making.
Because of him being all stressed and down, most likely concerned for my illness, I gave him a day off to relax. I don't know what he got up to, besides reading that home economics book, as I was working most of the day. I'll have to think concerning what I can do to develop Hunt's relations with other people. Erich sounds like a uh... serious-fun man?
Or maybe not. Too serious. Oh well. I'm going to go resume munching on porn crackers. Prr-prrrrrr-owhun crackers. Puh-ow-uhn Crackers. Bah.
Pee - Arr - Ayy - Dubble-eu - Enn - Crackers.
Good enough.
RE: Remember Me? - Kauket - 05-23-2016
ENTRY: Entry 4753
DATE: 22|05|823 A.S
With my illness more or less fading out, I retain some strength again. Besides noting the occassional fun-talk I've had with Glass, it came to be through an incident that involved me and McCool. And Iota.
We were escorting IRG one faithful night until we ran into some Cretins and an Order vessel, where we had to break off and to show another IRG vessel the destroyed jumpgate in Minor. The other vessel, Brandon, had returned back to Finn's vessel. I came across them loitering near the Jumpgate, without Finn. He had jumped. I followed through with the Wraith and our cloaking device was inoperable. That's where it all went to hell. The Obelisk onboard the Wraith had seemingly ''tuned'' in to the Nomads mindshare - but - not on the same frequency. Or so we're lead to believe. It was just white noise. So... much... noise...
Me and Hunt fell unconscious, trapped within our own minds, and then sooner that we found each other in some kind of vision. It was weird, being semi-dead. I couldn't remember much but waking up in med-bay, with Hunt unconscious and Glass overseeing me.
I digress, I briefly escaped the Med-Bay to get into a pointless squabble with the Order, where apparently we’re attempting relations with them. By that, I mean, we don’t. Because Golanski has a tight donkey hole. I snuck back into Med-bay, where Glass told me he was half-expecting me to escape anyway, and he also told me that Hunt needed rest as his mind was damaged, it appeared that his brain suffered some internal trauma. From where, I took him to my room and ensured he tried to get as much rest as possible, of course, knowing him, he doesn’t like idling.
Moving on, I had an idea, a concept, an experiment. For some time, I will disappear and actually start to go around, placing my tablets, where I inscribed symbols, which will direct followers to the hidden cache that I planted… somewhere. Ha - whoever can translate them will get my amazement. Now, the other part of it, is to observe Hunt’s attitude, and mine. It’s already been an hour and I see Hunt has already lost hope in me.
Sigh.
I’m keeping tabs on the uplink, but for now, I need to get some rest on my old home in Cambridge. From there, I will do some research and note plotting. Then I’ll get around to placing these, mmm, tablets. I brought four guardian drones with me, incase if I get too weak to fight back in my uh, gravid state. Now, as for my side effects, I can already feel the coldness coming in, the dribbling sorrow oozing into my mind. Though it’s notable it’s faster than before. Maybe being connected for too long at once is a bad thing? Who knows. We’ll see. I’ll return once I’m either done, or if Hunt is taking it too far.
RE: Remember Me? - Kauket - 05-24-2016
ENTRY: Entry 4750
DATE: 22|05|823 A.S
Data log one.
Arrived home to spend some of the night at Planet Cambridge, getting some rest as much as I can to converse energy. Pretty quiet, all was nominal. hell even the neighbours were quiet for once.
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Anyway. Third planet, Gran Canaria, one of the mountains which I shalln't identify, has the first tablet placed in one of the caverns. To... uh... summon it off.
I'm too damn tired.
I passed out a couple of times up there, probably from the lack of energy. I got fondled by a mountain bird, which I managed to miraculously scare off. Zeta-Alpha-40, or ZA40 was with me, clinging on to me to act as a guide. We worked well together. Heh, setting up the equipment was annoying but in the end, we managed it.
Log two.
I patched in to the Eidolon's network to check up on Hunt, he seemed to have some kind of depressive episode along with anger, but he went over the aspects of my departure and analysed it. He calmed down for the most part, and he has been talking to Miri. Good to see that he's making friends...
pff.
...why do I even bother...
:: Keeper - signs of mindlink neglect is prevalent - ::
Hey! Buzz off! This is my entry.
Anyway... yeah... I'm not feeling as strong as I was when I first started this. But surely, weakness will soon be a myth if I surpass this world with careful planning. This next one is with the overly expensive Obsidian tablet, made to not destroy under lava. It cost me £10,000,000 to make it. It'll be at Planet Schulz, northern pole, Omega-11.
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...I'm going to die. But at least the ash isn't thick here, but still damn hot, even through this chassis
:: EVO Suit is holding up. Systems nominal. We have approximately five hours to reach our waypointed location before the ash clouds come over::
So much to do just for the preservation of technology...