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**Kauket** · (This post was last modified: 11-08-2021, 04:53 AM by Kauket.)

ENTRY: 4812

DATE: 27|05|823 A.S

Huh.

He just straight up and gave me the backup of the Dawnbreaker. That was… truly unexpected. The data is split up into two incase of his death or infestation, and that the datachip would delete itself if the person attempting to enter the datapad got the password wrong too many times. Oh well.

DATE: 28|05|823 A.S

So ZZ-0002 was finally awoken as my doppelganger… I don’t know how to treat them. As robots? As Humans? As fake life-forms? As servants? What? This is really confusing me. She sounded… quite robotic as she emerged too… it was, eh… undescribable.

But huh. Glass really wasn’t joking when he said that she looked alike to me, it’s very unsettling. I couldn’t really contain it. I left the room to try analyse the scenario and came back in. For now, I called her Aria as a temporary name until I can think of something suitable. Though, I started to fall asleep in the medbay, so Hunt picked me up and brought me back to bed.

DATE: 29|05|823 A.S

I couldn’t help but act… weird, unnatural, spontaneous, just out of it. I ended up going to New Berlin, extremely angry at Hunt as I wanted some time to be alone, of course - he was following me. I hid in a toilet stall, and Hunt snuck in, posing as a cleaner, putting a sign up. I pretty much threw a bottle at his face and duked it to my ship. Admittedly, it was amusing.

A weird anomaly. I hit him by accident. I didn’t mean it. I hope he forgave me for it. I don’t know. I just kind of… ran to the Zeta section to check up on my medical record in privacy. Glass walked in though, interrupting my search. Glass suspected something was up, thus I attempted to shift out of the room, hoping they wouldn’t notice. Aria came in by surprise, christ, that … being scares me sometimes.

Slowly beginning to get bored, I started to eat ice-cream to wash away this anomalous pain that occurred to me, hiding in the toilet. Someone came in. Someone who wore these black combat boots, armored clothing. They were using the sink, I hear the taps flowing, them sighing. Whoever it was, they sounded in pain.

Of course, I accidentally made noises, and began to quickly check on my personal communicator to see who it was. ERI identified it as Zeta-Zeta Zero Zero Zero Two. Aria. They acted… different from before. With me stuttering away like a vibrating beetle and my anxious dispositioned view of them, I accidentally dropped the spoon and she detected me.

She… acts like me. I scared her slightly, she didn’t expect me to be here, she began to say her worries and fears. Everyone looks at her in a weird fashion. She tried to socialise. No one wanted to talk with her. They all thought she was weird and out of place.

…

She’s just like me. She’s a person. She isn’t a biological machine. She’s family. I realised that now. From there on, I offered her to hang out with me, so that we both feel a bit more bonded. We undocked from the Barrier Gate, meeting Locklear. I played Aria off as a friend who has lost their memory, which does the explaining of why they don’t know some things, and that I’m helping said friend. Annoyingly, a fool named Reeves came along and told Locklear that me and Hunt are one. This caused Locklear to… eh… well… he got angry at me and told me, “eff you. “ - more or less. I tried asking Hunt about Reeves but… I lost his signal.

He abandoned me… He’s gone.

I flipped. I ran off to Cambridge to my old home, Aria came with me. The emotions were beyond logical control. It just flowed in with sorrow, the connection felt faded from it all. I needed time to cool down, to try and get a grasp. I learned that Aria was biologically nineteen, but according to data from Glass, she is mentally sixteen or seventeen - around that range roughly.

Glass called me, he informed me that Hunt fell unconscious from shock and was in med-bay. Being slightly relieved, I hurried on back with Aria, seeing him in bed, curled up - he was afraid. Completely frozen in fear with the idea that he ruined our relationship, that his heart was shattered to bits, I could sense it from him.

It’s a blur as to what happened that night, as I found myself awake again, my memory distorted ahead of time, only to recall Aria weeping, her noting that people - notably Miri - calling her different, of course, I catered to her feelings, saying that everyone else is just jealous. Which it probably is. After-all, she does take after me. Haaaa.

In the end, I managed to invite her over to my home on Cambridge. Hunt came over after me and Aria spoke, she noted that he didn’t really speak to her. I forced him to, heh. He also mentioned that it was his birthday tomorrow, which it was to both of our surprise as none of us realised it. Turning thirty-nine. Throughout the duration, Aria questioned us of our past and how we came to be, we indulged her on the queries and at the end, I flipped a little and went to have a breather in the garden, reminding Hunt that she is properly part of our family line.

From there, we all took the longer trip through Rheinland to return to the ‘Eido, as a sightseeing tour.

Later that night, I went for a fly and bumped into Locklear, he really didn’t want to see me and I tried my best to repair the friendship that we had. He noted of how he accidentally harmed his bartenders and almost two of his lieutenants because of his inability to cope with depression and his insufferable alcohol addiction. Of course, I knew he isn’t going to see to reason, so he kept going on, as did I. He mentioned that he did not want to see my face, a quick solution to that was to draw a smiley face onto a paper bag and put it over my head, acting as the pseudo face. We spoke of Reeves and how he had an apparent attraction, everything was going predictably until…

Spoiler

It’s become more apparent to me that I’m… too used to emotions. They dominate me. I shouldn’t have cried. That was… impossible, improbable - just out of the equation. Those words hurt, because it came from a friend, and perhaps that is what I did not adapt to. Friendships. As I scrawl down these bits with my neural-pen and speak this aloud, I still feel this blistering sadness within, slowly cracking up inside me. In the end, we had to leave as the Legion had to deal with some Liberty Navy. I ran back to the Eidolon to create some soup as a reliever.

I undock to hearing Reena visit by the area, and her noting:

WRITTEN NOTES

I soon learned that Reena was talking about me, my mind set, my attitude and what I’m possibly trying to achieve. Disturbing, to say the least, but she would be correct upon the splitting aspect. I queried her about her connection to the main mindshare, of course, she is with them again. The Kong- huh, Lightseeker departed after fulfilling my curiosity.

Knowing that Hunt’s birthday was coming up, I went back to the room, inviting Aria to stay over at our quarters, and pretended to rest. I woke up after an hour and started preparing for his ‘big day’ tomorrow.

DATE: 30|05|823 A.S

Blargh, I decided to try and wake myself up by going out for a flight and a hunt, turns out, some idiotic Navy pilot thinks we’re more important than the Rogue, which they helped get away. Charming morons. Their angering incompetence sure woke me up alright. So we … spared them as they ran and returned home. Eh.

Aria came around and I appointed her as my assistant in training. Taught her a few cooking tips, or at least what I knew anyway. It sufficed.

I came up on the Eidolon’s bridge to check how thing’s are going, but apparently, Hunt had a meeting with Locklear, thus, Hunt asked me to leave.

As if that was going to go well. Though, jokes on me, it did. Apparently Locklear only came to kill Hunt - heh - though he restrained himself on that, in favour of me. ‘Apparently’. So they spoke it out. I still don’t believe it though, it’s within Locklear’s nature to act… almost childish when it comes to handling matter. He relies on his emotions too much. So I just went back to overseeing the preparation for the night. Tiring. Hunt told me that Locklear wanted to apologise - that he’s willing to be ‘happy that I’m happy’ - eh. Still can’t believe it.

Still tiredly working on the ‘surprise’ for him - The guests are almost here, me and Aria just finished setting up the tables. I can’t believe I almost forgot about inviting Inge - cover name also known as Miri - who was one of the few people who knew that Curator was Hunt. Heh.

It went… It went well… I forgot to finish Hunt’s present, but he said he didn’t mind. I’m… I’m glad it went well. Everyone was… happy… Je-jeez, I’m so tired.

So relieved. Now I can finally sle-....eep…

DATE: 01|06|823 A.S

Quiet day today. Spent some time talking with Aria but, for the most part, I’ve been working on designing blueprints for another pistol. Besides that - I also got quite a few paperwork done. Ataraxia is back on the rail, and well… things generally seem to be looking up. Or at least I would hope so. I still don’t know how to approach Hunt and his over-attaching attitude.

I took a pause and went out to get some clothes for Aria, but besides that, pretty quiet day. Took a nap when I got home, and now I’ve started to slowly work on my blueprint again.

Maybe later. Too tired. Always tired. Speaking of tired, I just remembered that I went to see Glass but bah, it was futile to 'open up' with my problems. Glass referred me to - gasp - who would have thought - more medication!

The mood swinging problems are not going to be solved by any other natural means. I guess I'll just have to meditate more often. I decline to even try these tablets because it simply will offset my bodily balance. I don't care about using pathetic ways to cure myself. Bah. Time to work, and work, and work. I'm slowly becoming agitated by these mundane issues though.

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