Captain James T. Kirk (
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driftfleet2019-02-19 11:02 pm
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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. ]
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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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]
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Is there anything else around of interest? Any... I don't know, written information, or clues as to why these beds are here?
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[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.
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[ 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...?
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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]
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Okay, uh... anything else?
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[Maybe it will be like a puzzle, and the pieces will make sense once they're put together]
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I think that... the things we're seeing are real. I think we're not meant to see them usually, but our augments are allowing us to notice these different things all over the ship.
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So far we have an abandoned lab with cryogenic pods and a non-functioning device. I had a level four access to the lab, which makes me wonder what else could be in there that I just can't see.
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[ Jim just can't imagine why any lab would be camouflaged like that. What would they probably want to hide there? ]
Some of it's bound to make sense. I'll talk to Kirk; he's an engineer augment, so maybe he's noticed something strange too.
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[Who even knows how this works, he's just theorizing]
The two of you have different augments? That's interesting... and helpful, in this situation.
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[ This also makes Jim wonder if there might be something useful on those computers for him as a pilot. He'll have to carefully study whatever fragments of information he's managed to get his hands on so far. ]
We do, yeah. It's curious, but-- Well, I did spend a lot of time as a pilot back in Riverview, so that might've carried some weight. Honestly, I like it. It's one of those little differences between us, it's... comforting.
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[That gets a little smile] I think it's pretty easy to tell you two apart, but of course, I know one of you much better than the other.
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[ Most people might not be able to, though. And definitely not at a first glance. ]
Hey, there's one of the computers. [ He points to the black glass a few feet down the hallway. ] Come on.
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So what are you seeing?
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[ He opens it on the more relevant pages, showing them to Victor. ]
Basically I've been checking all the data, comparing it with what I've written down so far, and taking notes of anything I haven't found before, until I hopefully get all the information I can out of it.
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So we have an abandoned lab and a computer with corrupted files. I don't want to sound like a conspiracy theorist, but it certainly sounds like something happened here our hosts don't want us to know.
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Can't think of any other reason why our chips would be trying to stop us from seeing these things.
[ He hands his journal to Victor. ] Here. I'll read the information on the computer out loud, you check if I've written it down yet. If not, then jot it down for me, alright?
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[He'll just make a copy of all this for himself anyway. All of the "you forgot x times" notes really bother him, and hopefully Victor at least will be able to remember all this when they're done]
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Alright, I... think that's it. [ He says after a while of him reading and Victor taking notes. He turns to offer the doctor an apologetic smile. ] I'm sorry. Not exactly a romantic outing, huh?
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I mean, flowers and candlelight are still something special. You know I'm a gross romantic at heart.
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