[Area] The Virtuous Victorian

July 1st, 2017

Last night, Kat found something troubling in one of the samples. Apparently, Seth's genetic sample (a small amount of blood) contained something very similar to the Inkstained Plague. It was reported to be inactive, but it still worries him.
When did Seth get this? Had he always had it? When was even the last time he got sick?
...what if it becomes active again?

Seth sits in his room, distraught.
What could this development mean? He hopes an answer will come soon. There has to be something...

July 2nd, 2017

Another troubling day... last night Seth tried to sort out the clues he had on the memo, but the sheer stress and frustration as of late left him unable to piece it together. AT has suggested that the thing that was found may have something to do with Chronos. Did he put it there? Did it have something to do with his earlier meddlings?
There was almost a breakthrough, but the last connection, it seemed, was locked behind the veils of a forgotten dream.
If only he could remember it...
If he were to remember that dream, would he be able to figure out what it could have to do with Chronos and the apparent event that was "best left in the past"?
One can only hope...
In the meantime however, Seth hasn't been leaving his room...

July 9th, 2017

A couple nights ago, Samm, along with Thoren, Jo, and Jovin, delved into her mind to begin the process of integrating the various versions of herself, including a particular one that she feels shameful about. It was a rather long ordeal but a fair amount of progress was made.

The next day, Seth was able to summon Eniar to enable him to begin his work in the lab. Eniar and Kat are now collaborating.

So now, Seth waits for progress... as Thoren hides off somewhere, waiting for his beloved to return to him.
How long will they wait?

July 14th, 2017

A signal.

After months of pining and waiting, there is a reply.

Raine.

Thoren could hardly believe it, almost convinced it was a figment of his affection deprived imagination.
But that's the thing.

The heart doesn't lie.

It really is Raine.

Unfortunately however, she confirmed over the memo that she remains locked in place, unable to move until the Scourge finally takes action.

It seems the waiting must continue...

August 16, 2017.

It has been a few weeks since the crew had brought in AT and the watch.
Kat and Eniar have been constantly researching for a permanent cure for the plague that is in AT (to an unhealthy degree, in Kat's case.)

Their first attempt had failed disastrously, the girl's affliction regressed to an even worse stage than it was initially.
It's been about a day or two since their second attempt at administering a cure; taking care that every inch of the girl is free of pitch black vines or roses, the signs of the disease in which one would think that they would be beyond saving.
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The sickly girl sits on the bed in her room, contemplating over all her conflicting thoughts...As she glances at the box on the sidetable to her right. The box holding the broken watch that housed the spirit of a demon she had sought after.
...Why did she have it? It only gave her further suffering in the already miserable life she already has.
Of course she knew why...But no matter how much she wishes it...

That bastard would never give her the one thing that would make this miserable life worth the pain she went through.

...But she could take the next best thing. Vengeance.
She'll make sure that he'll be groveling for her mercy once her plan comes to fruition. Once she takes one of the only things he ever held in high regard. But his will was strong...The plan might never even work-
No. She can't give up hope now. She had to do it.

Breathing in deeply, the girl grabs the box and takes out the watch inside it.
It was now or never. She...Just had to take her friend's advice. Little by little...

...But she just couldn't do it.
Especially since the others seem to say that her disease may be worsening by the watch being in proximity of her.
As much as she didn't want to lose sight of that...She had to. After all, it could help in curing her of the plague.

The watch was in Isaac's hands now.
She could trust him. He won't betray that trust...right?

...And yet...she just feels so empty.

The erasure of that person causes another persons guilt to cease to exist. Thus, they accidentally destroyed the universe three weeks ago.

BAD END.

> Reload before erasure.

It's late at night and Fannie is incredibly confused.
Who's ship is this again?
How did she get here?

Why did she get here?

There's a nagging feeling that an important something, or someone rather, is missing from her memory.
She decides to consult her texts, and her diary.
Despite the odd failings in her memory, her diary spares no detail. It reveals all to her.
everything from the past year or so. The kidnapping of the First Temporic, the search for Kat, the sylph of time, the encounter with Travis, the temporic prince. The onset of the Grand Dream and the long wait upon the sylph's spaceship. the arrival of the true first temporic, and her ill fated tale which exposed Chronos for the manipulator that he always was. The time that the fallen heir made a candle for his beloved, despite the bee stings earned in protest. The harrowing chronicle of what had happened in the darkest nightmare of the Grand Dream, and how they had all pulled together to defeat the avatar of malice. And beyond that, the incredibly underwhelming first date between Seth and Kat, along with the month's long slumber she fell into shortly after. The Remainder, and his impassioned cries for his own loved one, who had been trapped in a frozen moment in time. How even could she forget that?

Fannie has an odd thought, an insight. These stories wouldn't be considered part of canon on her homeworld, not with how Kat had traditionally been painted as "The Heartbreaker" in their versions of the stories.
Will anyone listen to her?
Will her plans to only pick out those destined to leave her world to spread her word even work?

Fannie looks up at the clock.
She's been awake all night. She should get some sleep.

Maybe things will be alright in the morning.

Fannie gets up the next morning, and begins to go over her notes again.
...half the pages from the last couple months are blank. White pages with only sporadic entries between.
Who in the hell had done this?!

Fannie walks out of her room, seething mad. Who in their right mind would destroy important documents like that?!
Once she finds out who did this she's going to... she's going to...

What can she even do here among the divine?

...She'll write their names into infamy, that's what she'll do!
She will spread stories of the complete asshole that completely ruined her months and months of work aboard this odd ship. How did she even get onto this spaceship anyways?
More importantly, how is she going to get her stories back? She can't just arrange for her return to her rightful time and place without having her important documents with her! That would completely invalidate the point of what she's been doing this entire time!

For now, she stomps on up to the lounge to get some food. No use pursuing while on an empty stomach.