Recudor Home: Biostudies

Dr.Atrium wrote:While everyone was doing their shopping, Jericho was out wandering the town and healing people who would let him do it for free. After a few hours, he takes his notes and his new science kit back to the house. He goes up stairs and starts to study the blood that Atrium gathered. He has all the equipment on his desk and books around him that he can look at and compare to what he is seeing. He starts with the blood that was taken from the monster that used to be one of the Castle Vuur's residents.

After sometime, he can see that the blood has the vampiric virus. He frowns and scribbles some notes. He then digs through the bag and pulls out an old book that talks about the vampiric virus and how to fight agented it. As he reads, he is taking notes, making plans to fight agents it and tries to think up a spell that would aid in purging the virus.

Jericho goes over the various samples. Regarding the things they had encountered in Central he indeed finds traces of the vampire strain mentioned by the lab assistant in Castle Vikuur. Studying some of the samples a bit more, he finds it is somehow incomplete or broken down. The cells inside the samples seem to violently take over one another, struggling for control over the biological structure. Most of the samples have corroded quite a bit from the constant and casual override of data, so he wont be able to find out any more than that without any related data or fresh samples.

Dr.Atrium wrote:Jericho frowns when he realizes that her is unable to get able to get any more information. He writes down the his final thoughts. He then gets up from the table and walks over to the window. He smiles as he looks out at the town, he then opens the window so he can get some fresh air. He then walks back to the table and pulls out the last syringe and he draws his own blood. After he gets as much as he needs, he flips through the pages of the book and stops at the fairy chapter. He puts some of his blood on a slide and starts to study it closely.

"I guess I am going to need to figure out what Atrium has done to us. I am sure it is too late to cure what has happened, but I wonder if I can make this 'curse' into a 'miracle'."

He talks softly to himself. After a bit, he hears something running up the stairs and heading to the room he is in. He quickly gets up and spins so he is looking at he door, his hand outstretched and his palm open. He his ready to cast a spell but he sees that it is the little fairy girl that Atrium picked up. He puts his hand down and watches her run around abit soon she jumps onto the bed. He smiles a little and goes back to his studies.

Jericho studies his own blood sample. From what he can tell, between research and findings, the Virus is definitely present, though it seems to be rather weak in its current state. Supposedly there are growth spurts to be expected at random, where the virus multiplies aggressively and begins taking over sections of the body, though with the right kind of mental control and regular treatment through healing or other means the growth spurts should be able to be pushed back or avoided for longer periods of time. Jericho also finds out that the afflicted cells hinder Doc's body from utilizing magic, but again this can be circumvented with practice. As long as either he or Doc aren't in their Fairy forms they will be able to use magic no problem, unless the moon is entirely absent during the night time.

Further research would take more time.

Dr.Atrium wrote:Jericho frowns at his results. "In the grad scheme of things, this virus doesn't have much good to offer. Sure it can keep you from getting other viruses but at the cost of going farel...not too good. I wonder if there is a way to change the virus around so it will just keep the other viruses out with out the side effect.

Jericho rubs his eyes. "I wish I had more time then I do...I have to much to do in such little time."

He pulls out more books on the subject and continues looking at his blood. "There must be a way to change the dna in this virus, I just need to figure out how..."

Jericho studies the issue with great passion, but after a good bit of time, he's only learned a few tidbits of information more than he had before. Nothing all that helpful to him, though.

Jericho frowns at his less then stellar results.

"Looks like I have reached a wall and am unable to find anything else that will aid me..." He then gets up and stretches for a bit. He then puts the books away and takes out the last thing he wanted to study. The blood of the lady he met this morning.

Jericho puts the blood onto a new slide and he starts his examination. After a few minutes of working and examining, her hears something by the window. He turns to look and smiles when he sees a white cat on the windowsill. He gets up and walks over to the cat, petting its head. He seems to recall Atrium finding a cat but there was a twist to it. Something was different about this cat then other cats. It takes him a moment to search his mind to find the info that he is looking for. He then smiles and backs away a bit.

"Good afternoon." He does a polite bow. "You are the one that helped Atrium to get the Soultrap fixed. Pleased to meet you. My name is Jericho, Atrium is away but I would be more then happy to help in any way."

The small white cat stares at Jericho with intelligent and analyzing eyes but says nothing in return save for a simple cute meowing. It makes itself comfortable and closes its eyes, as if it were about to go to sleep, but then opens one of them and looks past Jericho, as if it were looking for someone. It then closes its eye again and begins purring absently as it drifts off into sleep.


The door opens below and Clarent steps inside, surprised that the door was unlocked. She was sure that the owners of the house here would lock the door whenever they left. She pokes her head past the door and looks around, and up the stairs.

After a short moment she steps back outside and closes the door carefully behind herself.

Recudor: Repaying the Debts. wrote:She turns around and sees Sharpe suddenly behind her, gasping in surprise. "Goodness, you scared me." she says and then turns partway back to the house, looking at Sharpe still, but pointing at the door. "I think there is someone inside?" She states a little unsure. She barely remembers any of the people since she had only known some of them for a few hours before she collapsed.

"Sorry." Sharpe says, looking a bit disappointed though not at all in Clarent, just the matters concerning her. He's surprised, she seems fit as a fiddle now. Perhaps her soul transferred back into her body? Unlikely but it could be possible.

"I had to talk to that girl again. I'll deal with the next step regarding her later." He looks down at her.

"You look fine, if anything feels wrong, come find me." It occurs to Sharpe that she's had little contact with any of them. He opens the door for her.

"There must be someone home if this is the case. Say, do you recall my name at all? You've been barely conscious at all as of late. Or for that matter any one of us at all?"

Jericho frowns when the white cat lays on the bed.

"I was hoping we could talk...but I guess you can sleep on the bed. I thought someone would have taught you some manners. But fine, you can sleep. Just don't run off again."

Jericho hears voices down stairs and decides that he can take a break for a bit. He walks out of his room and walks down the stairs. He sees the one of the men he met earlier talking to someone at the door. He stops at the bottom of the stairs.

"You are more then welcome to talk inside the house you know. You don't have to keep our guest outside."

Jericho chuckles, a trait that Atrium has that he can not get rid of. He walks closer and is shocked to see the little girl that has been missing. He smiles gently at her.

"Hello there. You have had everyone in this house worried about you. You seem to be in much better condition from when Atrium left you. How are you feeling? Do you need to be healed at all?"

Clarent jumps back in surprise when Sharpe opens the door and suddenly Dr. Atrium is standing where prior no one was. "Yeeek!" she exclaims but then comes back to her senses. "Oh, its you."

She blushes and stares at the ground when he mentions that everyone has been worried sick about her. "I'm... sorry. I'm not sure what happened. I barely remember anything." She says and sticks her hands into her hoodie's pocket. "I feel fine now... I'm sorry to worry you."

Her and Sharpe step inside the house and close the door behind them.
Not too soon the familiar sound of little feet running across the floorboards sound through the house and Sharpe sees Hitomi run down the stairs to greet all of them. She babbels a bunch of incoherent words and immediately loses interest and returns to playing about in the house.

Sharpe looks Jericho in the eye. He turns back to Clarent.

"Doc's absent for the day. Let's leave it at someone else is here in his place for the time being." He says to her.

His attention is immediately take with Hitomi running in and saying... something, he can't make it out, or if it's even in common speech.

He looks back at Clarent and smiles.

"Yeah, we're gonna have to get you reacquainted with everyone. Hitomi,she's nice, but she's a bit random, so be wary." He then turns back to Jericho.

"Anyone else home or is it just you and Hitomi?"

"No, these is no one other then the cat upstairs. The others are still out shopping still.

He moves out of the way to they can step inside the house and he shuts the door behind them. He follows them into the dining room and sits down at the table.

"I am glad that you are well. My name is Jericho. I know how strange this is. Atrium is sleeping right now. He will be back in two days and for the time being, I will be running the ship. I promise to help you with anything that I can. If you ever need help, just ask and I will help.

Jericho thinks a bit as to what to say next.

"I see that you don't have the Soultrap your ran off to get. I take it you couldn't find it? Atrium was very upset that you had left in your condition and was worried when you where gone for so long."

Clarent takes a seat also. A bit nervous she answers Jericho, without questioning what the whole split personality is all about. "Umm... I'm not quite sure. I can't explain why, I don't remember much."
She takes a moment to shuffle in her seat and get more comforterable. "I couldn't find it, no... I don't know where it is.

Sharpe takes a seat at the dining room table and shifts in it as Jericho asks about the soul trap.

"Well, you might have been unsuccessful, but I uncovered a great deal. My ultimate objective was not achieved but I have ideas. First off, Doc told me that he went to get her soul trap fixed. He went to a location underground in what seemed to be either tunnels or sewers under the city. I'm assuming the place I ended up going was that place. I found a hideout of crims there, they weren't too hostile though, willing to sell me stuff. I got some ammo just so it didn't look like I was simply there to snoop. In any case, I did not find her soul trap there, but I did find this:" He takes the jewelry box out of his coat pocket and places it on the table, and then opens it revealing the intricately detailed gem.

"I ended up scaring the shit out of some guy and he left this behind. I was told that Doc wanted Clarent's soul transferred to another trap, so I thought this was it. I'm not so sure anymore because I found out later that this girl with a rather large rifle was also in possession of Clarent's soul trap as well as a blue, newer-looking trap. So I may have stolen something from someone with this green one. If I have I will probably end up getting this back to it's actual owner, but it might itself be thieved. In any case, I couldn't get the trap back, and what I assume was to be the replacement gem. Clarent told me that the trap was sold off, and this girl said she got it for 600 gold. She was not willing to part with it, even though a trap isn't worth too much now is it? What did Doc agree to pay? And for that matter, what made him trust those guys instead of a legal protraction mage?"

Jericho can't help but laugh a bit.

"Atrium is far to trusting for his own good. I can not tell you why he does then things he does. We may share the same body, but I can assure you that we are two different people."

Jericho reaches out and grabs the gem that Sharpe tossed. He picks it up and gasps at what he feels.

"This is the Soultrap that Atrium wanted made to keep the vampire lady's soul in. I can't help put wonder if she is in any mood to talk to me. Either way, I have no idea how much Atrium was going to pay. Thank you for bringing this to me."

Jericho puts the necklace on and focuses.

"Hello? I am not sure if you can hear me. My studies of Soultraps told me that the soul inside the trap is able to read the mind of the wearer and speak to them in their mind as well. My studies also told me that you would be able to see what I see, hear what I hear and so on. My name is Jericho. Atrium, the man you met, is deep inside my mind. He will not be returning until the full moon passes. May I ask what you name is?"

Clarent sits and listens to the conversation. She's not all too knowledgeable about these kinds of things. She knows what a soul trap is, because her former companion explained it to her. though most of the details were lost on her. Magic is too difficult for her to understand, the way it works and changes the world around her. So she doesn't even try to understand it all. Still, it's good to be caught up, so she listens patiently as the two have their brief conversation.


When Jericho focuses on the soul trap he feels the familiar presence of death looming all around. It's as if the world becomes shrouded in shadows and his vision fades to dark. It's not all that uncomfortable, but eerie and uncanny.
In his mind he then sees an endless plain of grass. The wind is blowing through, waving the luscious green back and forth. Though the plains quickly wilt and a wave of fire consumes the landscape. In a mere instant the scenery fades to a blinding white and as it fades away Jericho finds himself inside a magnificent castle. There are fine carpets all across the ground, beautiful paintings and big banners hanging on the walls. The candles and torches are lit with brilliant purple flames, and before him stands a young girl with her eyes closed dressed in a beautiful crimson red and golden dress. Her hair is long and tied up, though her features remind Jericho of Clarent, who he had seen moments before. They look very alike, most likely due to that being the last form he remembers her being in, from Atrium's memories.

The girl opens her eyes, a strong shining gold light flashing from them.
"Greetings..." She says in a soft spoken voice that echoes faintly across the wide and elegant room. "My name Aura... Successor of the Vikuuren Family. Although... your companions falsely know me as Dahaka, the demon who had imprisoned me within my very own soul."
She stares at Jericho with strong eyes and a puzzling gaze. "I feel you and I, we are the same. Denied the freedom to live our own lives, but instead banished far within another's carcass. What brings you here?"




Meanwhile in the house, Jericho seems to be staring off into the distance. His eyes are glazed over and he is barely blinking. Completely oblivious to what's happening outside of his mind. Clarent stares at him for a while and then looks questioningly at Sharpe. "I think I should get some rest." She says and looks over to the stairs as she gets up. "Is it alright if I spend the day here? I promise I'll try not to be much of a burden for you." she then asks him.

Sharpe nods at Jericho, relieved that he did not simply steal another's prize. his heard turns to look at Clarent, who is giving him a look of confusion.

"Uh, I think he's talking to someone else, the girl who possessed you... you were possessed by someone named Dahaka, or at least, a combined being that was a demon and a vampire. Dahaka was the demon. The vamp I don't know. Yeah weird I know but there's a lot of weird shit in this world."

As she gets up, he crosses his arms and leans back.

"You're not a burden. You can stay however long you like or need to. I'd rather you stay more than just a day, trust me. I'll wait for Jericho here to finish up, talk a bit more with him, and I'll go out again for an errand I had lined up. If you wake up and there's more people here, that would be the rest of the party. A tall guy with a big sword on his back with red hair and a woman with a silver arm you can trust from the get-go. Rest up, stay wealthy." He says, turning back to wait for Jericho to finish.

Jericho hears nothing of the outside world as he talks to Aura in his mind. He is amazed at what he is seeing. He never thought that this would be possible. He bows for the lady when she introduces herself.

"Yes, it does seem like we share a very similar fate. It is not a very kind one is it. Oh how I wish for more time. But that is besides the point. I wanted to say hi to you. I never thought that that I would find myself in a castle inside my own mind. This is very fascinating. I will let the other people that Atrium has befriended that your name is Aura and Dahaka is an evil being that should just be forgotten. He stops and looks around for bit, then turns his attention back to Arua.

"I was wondering if there was something that you wanted to hear or see that you have been unable to since you have been trapped inside your body and in another relm. I wish to make your stay with me...With us as enjoyable and comfortable as I can.

Aura smiles faintly. "Tis' a modest punishment for immortality, compared to the last. Far be it from me to depreciate what little freedom I have now." She walks a little closer to Jericho, taking a good look into his eyes with her own. "The girl..." she continues before looking away in discomfort. "When they took her I was forced to merge with her, albeit briefly, as you know. When you... no... your fine host deceived Dahaka and tore me from it, our souls fractured and shattered. We're all interconnected, still, through means unknown to me yet, but I fear that part of her still remains inside the old prison." Aura begins lightly stepping around Jericho, her hand extended and barely brushing against him. "Should the two fragments ever part too far from one another, she will fall ill, perhaps even expire..." She stops and faces Jericho once more. "Poor thing...what an unfortunate fate..."

Jericho is shocked when Aura touched his arm. He wasn't expecting to be able to feel her but sure enough he felt her hand. He quickly puts his mind back on track.

"I don't mean to sound rude but I don't think this counts as immortality. You are trapped inside of this gem, unable to do anything you desire and what if the Soultrap brakes? Will you die or will your soul just wonder the world...Ether way..."

Jericho looks over at Aura and shows how bad he feels.

"The Soultrap that you are being kept in was with the Soultrap that belongs to the girl but it appears that it was taken. Is there a chance that you know where it got taken? I wish to find it so the little girl will stop getting ill. Atrium...my host as you call him...Has put alot of time and effort in this girl. I would rather him stop putting my life in danger trying to save this one girl, so I want to put an end to it."

"I have sensed passing it not that long ago..." she states and looks back behind herself. With a flick of the wrist she summons a golden door which materializes from the ground up. "Your companion will know." she says and gives him a reassuring nod and a quick modest bow.
Jericho steps towards the door and begins opening it, though by merely touching it the world around him falters and falls, even the image of Aura herself. Jericho is overcome with a dizzying sensation, feeling like he is flying through the clouds one moment, and then suddenly finds himself back in the house. He's a little light headed, but it quickly subsides and he sees Sharpe sitting across from him in a casual pose.
Jericho asks Sharpe about the whereabouts of the soul-trap.

"Lala-land must have some nice vacation packages. Welcome back. As far as where the trap is right this very moment, I don't know, only that she still has it. The girl said she was off on a bounty or job, or was going to do it anyway. I kinda pissed her off, didn't have the intent to though. She says as well she's leaving the city in a week's time, so we have that amount to find the trap and transfer it to this one. I don't want any ill to come of her, but we do need that trap. Thing is like I said she thinks she got it for a good price when she got completely screwed over."

He flips out a gold coin, and he starts tossing it in his hand, watching it go up and down a few times before catching it.

"I said earlier they swindled her out of 600... no doubt, some 600 is still there. And maybe we can do the city guard a favor, or at least gain their permission. I know that down here the influence of Global is weakening, but one would think they'd respect the might of Teyness, perhaps. You follow, Jericho?"

Jericho couldn't help be laugh at what the man said.

"I am sorry, I was not prepared for what just happened. I was speaking to Aura. She is the lady that the demon Dahaka took over. She seem to be a lot happier though. As for the other Soultrap. It turns out the reason why the little girl keeps getting ill is because a pair of her own soul is inside the trap. The longer she is away from the fragment of soul, the more ill she will get until she just dies."

He stops and thinks a bit. "So the girl that has the Soultrap thought she was getting a good deal and paid 600 gold for it? That...that is just insane...I think Atrium was going to pay fifty gold for the brain new one that I have. This person has more gold then brains...I am not quite following. I don't get to see much of the outside world so I have to talk to people to get the current events. However, I am more then willing to help in any way to get the Soultrap back. The sooner we make a plan, the sooner we can head out and get to work. You know more about whats going on, so you lead. What is our first step?"

"Well firstly I need to take care of some errands, but regarding the soul trap business, we need to find out where our young markswoman is staying. Figure out in a discreet manner what her routine is. Beyond that we need to see what the rest of the group thinks and get them on board. This is starting to feel like a war room plan actually. In any case, this might take some work, but..." He stops and looks back up the staircase the clarent went up. He turns back

"She doesn't deserve what might come. She didn't deserve getting her soul split like that. I told myself when I left Teyness that I'd do what I could to make things better, because this world can be shit and sometimes authority doesn't work. You get me?"

Jericho nods. "If you could tell or write down the details of the girl, I will go around town. People seem to talk to a person that heals them. I will go out and do what I am best at, try and find out if anyone knows anything about her...As for 'authority doesn't work'..."

Jericho stands up and unbuttons his shirt and shows Sharpe the small circular scars that are on his chest. One where is heart is, one right in the middle and the last where is left lung is.

"The military did this to me and killed the closed thing I ever had to a father. I just barley made it out with my life. We were unable to give them the results they were looking for and we got shot, execution style..." He buttons up his shit and sits back down. "The sooner I have the details, the sooner I can get to work. You can fill the other in when they get back. I want to find this girl as fast as we can.

Sharpe notes the scars upon Doc's and Jericho's chest, since they share the body. The marks do look like something a projectile weapon would make, though what caliber he'd have to take a measurement.

"Honestly, that doesn't look like something the guys in Essa would do, assuming your work is science or protraction-related. In any case, look for a younger woman, about sixteen years I'd say, hair to her shoulders. Tanned skin. She was wearing something that looked rather durable, practical for the line of work she was doing I'd say. Jeans, webbing, a jacket. She did though carry herself pretty well, she really wanted to project that air of professionalism, or at least not look like a random mercenary. The rifle on her back she keeps wrapped up so you can't tell what it is. Only someone who's seen the shape before and seen what's under it. or be experienced in identifying it would know. I've seen rifles like that before though so I knew immediately. It might be anything from .338 Lapua to .50 caliber BMG. You got all that down in your head? Otherwise I'll take my leave. When I do see the others I'll let 'em know."

Jericho makes mental notes about the details. When he has heard everything he stands up.

"Thank you. I am not familiar with guns but I can remember everything else. You have been a major help. Later today I do want to share what I discovered about the monsters that have been attacking everyone. Well, I am going up stairs to get somethings, then I am heading out."

He then walks up the stairs and is shocked to see the girl in the bed. He was wondering where she went. He walks as quietly as he can through the room. He takes Atriums coat off and hangs it up. He has never been a fan of it. He grabs the bag and walks over to where the white cat is laying down.

"I am heading out. Did you want anything or did you want to come along with me?" He waits for an answer but all the cat does is stare up at him. Jericho lets out a sigh. "Feel free to fallow if you want to come, I will not mind the company."

Jericho then walks down the stairs and gives Sharpe a bow as he walks out of the house. He decides the first spot to go is the market place.

"Considering you're likely to be in the same area, yeah I guess I'll come along. Clarent seems pretty safe at the moment." He says.

"Ah, almost forgot, I had some documents from my investigation last night. Let me fetch those." He walks on up to his room. He enters and retrieves the documents he had found in the late Mister Tisperry's office and comes back down, handing them to Jericho.

"Figure you'd benefit from these, I went to find an investigator's office last night, as it turns out it was that guy who got murdered in the inn. Someone was rifling through his stuff and left this behind in their haste. Left a revolver too which I'm keen to get working. Speaking of, I'll go get that done while you look and we'll meet back up and continue searching, though if she sees me she might get suspicious."