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[winscenario]

Who: Jim Kirk 2.0 & you?
Broadcast: no
Action: Marsiva
When: latter part of the calibrations; during the glitching issues


[ Jim notices something is off right on the first day it happens.

It doesn't take much, granted. Having a pilot augment, and having taken to exploring this ship for the past few weeks, he quickly notices when previously plain and inconspicuous glass squares now reveal themselves to be actual computers. He doesn't touch them right away, though, first making sure that he's completely alone in the hallway, and< then he starts poking around.

He doesn't dredge up all the information in one go, unfortunately. But he also is perfectly convinced that he can just go back the next day and pick up where he left off.

But the next day he wakes up, and he remembers none of it.

The second time he's not as stupid, though. This time there's something nagging at the back of his mind, like when he knows he's forgotten something, he just can't quite put his finger on what. Something clicks when he passes by one of those screens again, though. He looks far more worried now as he digs up all the information he did the last time, and then some. He lingers for longer this time too, tries to find out even more from the computer, even attempts to find some way to save the data or send it somewhere.

When all that fails, he makes a beeline to his room, and grabs his personal journal so he can start jotting down everything he saw, everything he remembers. The names of any of the files and research reports that wouldn't open; the names of planets and whatever basic information was there on them, including all the comments on this "Evronias" planet; all the coordinates provided; all the ships' names and information, present and past; even the basic information on every passenger on the Fleet. He has an excellent memory, nearly flawless, but he still goes back to the computer another time, making sure he has all the information he manages to get his hands on.

Then, at the end of it all, he adds a single line: "You've forgotten once."

And from then on, each day that he wakes up and goes through the same glitch again, he adds another line to his journal, explaining what happened this time, and saying how many times it's now been that he's forgotten. He'll probably look more and more concerned and frustrated as the days go by, and more and more attached to his personal journal too. If he sees someone he trusts, he might approach to ask if they've noticed anything weird going on, but if not, he might still be easy to spot near one of those squares made of black glass, or sitting somewhere, jotting something down almost frantically into his journal.

Whatever's going on, he'll find a way to keep remember it. And he can only hope that whatever's making him forget about this one thing, won't make him forget about everything else, too. ]

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[winscenario]

I can take you to one of those places, just to check if you can see what I see.

[ He gets to his feet promptly, holding his journal close. He'll take it with him, just in case anything happens and he needs to jot anything down. ]

[jolting]

[Since he has no idea what James is about to show him, Victor puts on his lenses-- just in case there will be colors he needs to distinguish. He eyes the journal curiously]

Why not the camera?

[winscenario]

Because... I remember trying, the first time. But somehow whatever deleted my memories also managed to access my device and delete those pictures.

[ He steps out of the room, waiting for Victor to close the door before he's leading the way down the hallway. ]

Either way, what I found was essentially written information. Pictures wouldn't make much of a difference. But I can try again, I guess.

[jolting]

Let me take the pictures this time. I don’t have any memory or writings telling me I’ve tried before. We could get a different result.

[winscenario]

Alright. [ Jim nods. What do they have to lose, right? ]

It's this way. Actually, they're... a little all over the ship. You ever noticed these black glass panels set up at random around the ship?

[jolting]

Yeah, sure. [He frowns. Is there something about them he should be noticing? He's trying to learn about space ships, but he's mostly been relying on James to explain things to him]

What about them?

[winscenario]

They looked like just black glass squares to me, too... until a few days ago.

That's when all this started. They're computer panels. Or they look that way, to me, and to others with the pilot augment. I can access information there, check files, the like. But when I go to sleep, I just... forget all that knowledge. Like it's wiped from my mind.

[jolting]

[Victor frowns. He hadn't thought much of the augments recently, but now...]

I'm lab support. Maybe... something different will happen with me there? [He's just guessing. But that's what science is at times: just guessing and seeing what happens]

[winscenario]

Each augment will cause a different... glitch, I think. You notice different things. It might not even happen with you, though. You'll only know when you run into whatever's changed for you.

[ Like Jim with the screens. He wouldn't have noticed anything out of the ordinary if he'd never walked past the glass squares. Luckily they're all over the ship, so it'd be impossible for him to miss it. ]

[jolting]

Okay.

[He doesn't like how that sounds. It makes him feel like he can't help James after all]

What can I do, then?

[winscenario]

Tell me I'm not going crazy?

[ It's a joke meant to lighten the mood, and he smiles a little at Victor as he clasps his hand. ]

Let's just look around for a little while? See if you can find anything odd or out of place, too. Something I can't see. Maybe these little glitches are clues of some sort.

[jolting]

[Victor smiles a little back, lifting James's hand to kiss his fingers]

I don't think you are. I think this place is playing tricks with our minds. Take me to wherever you're seeing these things and describe it to me. I'll remember for you.

[winscenario]

[ Of all people, of course Victor would understand. Thinking he's seeing things, or going mad. He smiles knowing Victor will believe him, even if he might not be able to see the same things. ]

Oh, that's a good idea too. It's not like your memories of this will be erased, will they? You can just fill in any blanks for me later on.

[jolting]

Well, if the visions are connected with our augments, my memory shouldn't be affected by whatever you're seeing. So-- hold on.

[He pauses as something catches his eye. It's just a door, but it's one he hasn't really noticed before. Or maybe he has? Victor frowns at the touchpad, glancing over to James]

Has this always been here?

[winscenario]

[ Jim stops and looks over to where Victor's touching, frowning deeply. It takes him a moment to even notice something there, but eventually he sees the door, though it is... strange. Like his mind is struggling to focus on it, as though it's trying to force him to look away. ]

I don't know, I've never... seen it. How did you notice?

[ He reaches for the touchpad, trying to figure out a way to open the door, but it doesn't respond. He glances at Victor. ]

You should try to get it open.

[jolting]

[Good question: how did he notice this? The door isn't all that remarkable. Yet something about it draws him and after a glance to James, Victor puts his hand on the touchpad]

LEVEL FOUR ACCESS GRANTED.

[Another glance to James before Victor goes in, keeping the door open so the other can follow. His mouth drops]

There was a lab here this whole time!

[He grabs a clipboard, hoping there are notes on whatever the lab was used for, then goes over to one of the machines. He's too distracted to realize that James is probably not seeing any of this the same way]

[winscenario]

[ The door opens and Jim peers into the room curiously. But it's Victor's reaction that puzzles him, and instead he stares at him, watching him rummage through what looks like boxes of old supplies in a long forgotten storage room. ]

Victor... [ He speaks cautiously, as he steps into the room, looking around. ] What exactly can you see?

[jolting]

[Okay, he takes a moment to reign in his fascination and eagerness. He knows that for whatever reason, he and James are seeing different things]

It's a laboratory. Looks like it's been neglected for a while. The only stuff here are clipboards and vials, some old machinery. Nothing useful. [He pauses] Nevermind. This is very useful: cryogenic beds. They're the kind used in long space flights.

[He says this with such certainty, though Victor shouldn't reasonably know that just from looking]

[winscenario]

[ Jim tries to find something of interest in the room, but there's just a lot of dirt and trash, empty boxes, blank papers, abandoned crates. He moves closer to Victor instead. ]

Long flights? [ He frowns deeply, staring at Victor. ] How... how do you know that?

[jolting]

I'm not sure. [He frowns for a moment, but then is reaching for James's notepad and a pencil so he can sketch the beds]

I know you said these erase, but you can't see what I see, so I have to draw it for you. We'll remember for each other.

[He finishes the sketch and hands the notepad back over]

[winscenario]

[ Jim offers the notepad promptly, because whatever Victor's seeing, he wants to see it too. He looks over his shoulder as he draws, recognizing a cryobed even when it's different from the ones back in his own world. ]

Is there anything else around of interest? Any... I don't know, written information, or clues as to why these beds are here?

[jolting]

No, but maybe these numbers mean something. [He runs his fingers along them] Write this down: 56295001. And there's a second number: 180. And it goes up to 186, so... there are one hundred eighty other beds like this?

[He puzzles this out, giving James a fond smile] I love doing stuff like this with you, even if one us can't see what the other is seeing.

[winscenario]

[ Jim immediately pulls up the journal and starts jotting down the numbers, nodding slowly. ] Maybe. On different parts of the ship?

[ It's as good a guess as any. He looks up from the journal, smiling back at Victor. ] Yeah, it's-- kinda cool, I'll admit. Now, come on. Anything else in the room that catches your eye? Any closets, computers, files...?

[jolting]

[He scans the room. He really wants to draw everything in his own journal, but since it'll probably be erased, he refrains]

A cabinet. Let's see if they left anything behind. [He opens the door, pulling out a very familiar device] It's the communication device we all use. [He tries tapping a few buttons] Says it's temporarily out of circulation. Might as well take it.

[And with that he tucks it into his pocket]

[winscenario]

[ Jim raises an eyebrow, looking down as Victor pockets the device. He's not entirely sure that Victor will be able to keep it for long, or if other people will be able to eventually see it, but... well, what's the harm in trying, right? ]

Okay, uh... anything else?