((UPDATE!! There was a confusion apparently, from my side. I took the notebook I’m writting about, but wasn’t able to log in for some time, I told Loki about that and he solved it some other way. We discussed it with Loki and agreed that I’m NOT actually owner of the right notebook. So please ignore this post, I let it here for your amusement, but there should be no inworld consequences of what I’m writting here:) ))
Natacha sits in the empty Absinthe caffee, flipping through the pages of an old dusted book. So many happened while she was out of the city… Babbage finally saved, Dark Aether stopped to penetrate our realm, Sebastian killed, another plan of Van Creed failed… The Aether pump is broken and the factory will probably be torn down soon, to make a room for some new factory or shops or maybe laboratory…
She flips another page, lost in her thoughts. Rumors spreading across the town is the best source of information, as always. Seems some old “friends” from the past returned to Babbage this year – Sebastian and the order of Malkuth, Cloud Angels, not one as several years ago, this time plenty of them. Margo December whom she never actually met, but heard a lot. Even the Van Creed documents and Moriarty’s recording, mentioning the old names like Alexander Eliot, the 13 club, Alexander’s son (And father of a young Loki), the old alchemist Salazar, all of it sounded to her like the old ghosts of those dead people returned to Babbage for once more.
Natacha turns another page. And Moriarty, of course. The man – actually still a boy – who tried to bring the final doom to the city and it’s inhabitants. Again. She cannot help but seeing his fate as a tragedy, written from the beginning to the bitter end by some cruel god, with no chance for Jason Moriarty to choose another destiny. Was he doomed, from the beginning, or did he have another choice, somewhere on the way? Natacha sighs and flips another page.
She was there years ago, when Jason Moriarty appeared in the city for the first time, when Prof. Eliot was killed, and she has a strange feeling she knows Moriarty, for a long time, although she never met him in person. But wait – she frowns – if Jason really killed Prof. Eliot, what does the letter from Van Creed mean? The document that claimed it was Van Creed agents who killed Alexander Eliot? Seems there are still some unanswered questions.
Natacha closes the dusted book and looks out of the window. The cold December air paints frozen flowers on a Caffee windows, some of them looking like hideous tentacle monsters. She heard Jason Moriarty was killed while the Aether pump was destroyed, and an urchin named Gadget took his body and transplanted his brain into a clank. Moriarty is now imprisoned inside the metal body, forced to fulfill the orders of the others for their amusement… like some circus freak. Natacha frowns. “No one deserves end like that, no one. Not even… Moriarty”, she whispers, hesitantly, almost as not being sure of her own words. She sits for a while longer, staring through the window into the dark December evening.
Finally she shakes her head and leaves the Absinthe Cafee. I her hand she carries the dusted book. The book she discovered several days ago, in the Van Creed factory, the day when the pump was destroyed. It’s a journal sort of, filled by the notes and observations. It’s about cats. And about the girl named Felisa. But mostly about cats.
Natacha Chernov walks toward her house, carrying the notebook of Dr. Ambrose Martel, which, aside lots of interesting stuff about cats, contains a very specific notes and description of his experiments. According to his notes, it should be possible to transplant a living brain… into the human body.
I know who has Ambrose’s notebook. Really. :)
((Ups! In that case, please ignore my post:) The truth is I took a book
called “Ambrose’s notebook” from VC factory, and since it was set to “no
copy”, I really took it from it’s original place on the table. I put it
back, because I was about to stay offline for several days, but it was
returned to me by parcel return… I wrote to Loki about it in case I’d
spoil something, so maybe he had solved it some other way. So if there
really exists another “proper” notebook, just ignore this post:) ))
((~laugh~ Ya know, for something created as a one-off thing (‘Hmm…he’d keep notes on his progress with her, wouldn’t he? I’d better have her take the notebook with her when she escapes.’), this notebook is certainly taking on a life of its own!))
[Loki created the notebook in world? This is attention to detail taken to the max! So next year we can have: Dark Aether #2 – The Dark Notations!]
in my days of live roleplay there was an item famed across the system called “the contract” it was a magical item apparently signed by the leaders of the sons of Mil tribes. This item never actually existed, but people would swear that they had seen it, that they were there when it was signed and soon ebough it became a much sort after item, but no one knew what it did……. So it is that this Note Book seems to have become the most legendary relic of New Babbage :)
But i have it! really! It’s right here, in my inventory, don’t you see it? :P
no, seriously – there was apparently a little confusion about notebooks, I updated my post already…
((I don’t think you should have to say it didn’t happen. After all who’s to say that the Van Creed didn’t make copies of the notes anyway. Maybe this folder was one of their copies ;3 ))
((Yeah well, just look at all the copies of the Necromonicon floating around Babbage …))
Love th’ last loine, Miss Natacha!
@ Cyan, yes thats true, OMG more than one notebook !!!??? GASP CRIKEY!.. OO CRUMBS! 0.o
Don’t worry. I mean seriously, what could possibly go wrong? ;3
((Oh, I figured there’d definitely be more than one copy. I just thought those copies would be elsewhere… Caledon, or Steelhead… or Bump. Or would even the Van Creed avoid Bump?))
Bump where they do the breeding projects and other things they realllly don’t want people to find out about. They use a front company s0 their name does not get associated.