Data Entry
NOTE: This took place on the evening of April 20th, 2009 after Jack woke up from his previous dream.
Alright, we’re here. She’s dressed in something different this time. That breaks the most recent pattern. Will ask her later.
She flinched briefly when I twirled the gun around. Doesn’t like weapons suddenly appearing from no where. Who does? Don’t do it again.
Shutting off phone before being told to do so suggests pragmatism and proactivity.
She wants to know about individuals within the Domain. Business first, everything else later.
Doesn’t mind sitting near me even while I am afflicted. Confidence in herself or in my lack of willingness to harm her? Curious. She flinched with the gun twirling but isn’t afraid of me. Current analysis: She is wary of weapons, not me. She is not worried about getting afflicted by the disease which suggests some knowledge of it or belief that even were she afflicted she would have ready access to a cure.
When talking business, doesn’t return smile.
Doesn’t like flirting when talking business. At least not with a Malkavia afflicted Jack.
Doesn’t have a sense of humor when in the middle of business. Jokes aren’t appreciated and only infuriate her.
Not surprised by inside knowledge I have on various issues. Either she already knew what I told her, she considers me fully capable in regards to obtaining such information, or she is masking whatever surprise she may have extremely well. She processes information much the way I do, absorbing it and seemingly cataloguing it for later use.
She doesn’t blink when I refuse to tell her certain information.
She remains entirely expressionless while assimilating all of the data I am giving her. She only seems to non-verbally prompt me to continue.
She just acknowledged that I have some competence. We might be on the verge of a minor break through here.
Nevermind. She does loves that word, ‘Neonate’
OK she really doesn’t like the flirting when talking business. Her aura is spiking bright red.
Hmmm, curious. Though she is due to become the Prince soon, she is encouraging me to tie up some loose ends that have been bothering me. Not sure if she is doing that to be supportive of me or so she has less to deal with. Will assume the latter for now.
Ah she knows about the Pact of Ages. Good.
Again, she is encouraging me to tie up the various loose ends before I officially step down. Very curious.
Hmm second guessing my analysis… ah I got her convinced. Good.
Wait, she just smiled at one of my quips. Sure, it was a slight smile, but a smile nonetheless. Woot!
OK pushed it too far… back to business.
Why is she so surprised that I don’t hear my Beast right now? Doesn’t it quiet down for everybody? I mean it’s still there, but it’s complacent. She seems completely stumped by it. I’ve never seen her stumped by anything before. This bears further analysis.
Curious. She seems to not think that my desire for her extends from ME, but rather from Beast. But that is illogical. I mean, sure when I feel the Beast rise, it is far more intense, but I could just as readily get busy right now… I mean what’s so weird about that? What is so unbalancing about it? The Beast is part of me, as is the Man. I’ve never really considered them like separate entities… I wonder how others view them…
Hmmm how to explain ‘gaming’… alright here goes…
I’m not sure if I am misinterpreting this, but she seems to consider the Beast and the man to be almost mutually exclusive. I’ll need to do more reading on this.
Ah now it makes more sense why she isn’t afraid of Malkavia. She believes it would be merely an inconvenience. Wish I could…
Hmm interesting, now she really has me thinking. What does my Beast react to? That’s a tough one. I never really think about it. I just sort of do things and either it is present or it’s not. I mean beyond the frenzying here and there, which I very rarely do.
Wow she is really quite intelligent. She’s asking me things I never bothered considering because I’ve been acting on external stimuli for so long. I wonder, have I been avoiding something? Something intrinsic?
Ouch! OK don’t get too comfortable with her. I think any other woman would likely have slapped me for that one… She’s right though. I honestly think she is trying to be as supportive as she’s capable of. I’ll have to ask that later. She might just be along for the ride or just curious about my ‘neonateness.’
She still maintains that my emotions are either memories of emotions or something else. She doesn’t believe that what I feel is real. How do I convince her otherwise? Does it matter if she believes it or not? I haven’t thought along these lines in many years.
She seemed bothered by my response to her statement. I’m not sure if that is annoyance towards me or herself.
I am glad she can show genuine appreciation, well as genuine as I have seen her display. She is quite different though in public. Much more approachable. I am beginning to think that it is a façade she maintains by caricature. It must be difficult, if not lonely to have to wear a face so often. What have I done to her by placing her in the central role of Prince? I’m so sorry.
So she does believe that the Man and the Beast can be made to work together. I believe that is something I have achieved without notice. I’ll have to ask others how they perceive and interact with their Man and their Beast.
Oh my god, am I really going to tell her this? She already knows enough of my secrets to sell me out to every Kindred in the region. I have really been dying to tell someone though… Fuck it.
She goes from just nodding her head and speaking with hardly any inflection whatsoever to saying something so… poetic and graceful. I only speak that way when I feel strongly about something, I imagine it must be the same for her.
Oh another spark of emotion! She thought my question was challenging her control… interesting. I wonder what would happen right now if I did challenge her. Would she enter frenzy? Probably not a good idea on a plane, but still. It might be quite interesting to set her off and watch her go. I bet it would be a sight to behold…
OK get that image out of your head. She said ‘Dominance’ not ‘Dominatrix.’
Hmmm, she thinks she could handle me in a fight. I doubt it, but I won’t argue the point.
Sarcasm is so suitable for her. It just fits her so perfectly.
She doesn’t seem to want to answer the question. Ah, there, she nailed it. Quite observant this one.
Seems to consider mercy as a form of weakness that she also attributes to coming from the Man. She’s probably right on both counts.
Here I go again, revealing another of my secrets! Why do I keep doing this?!?
Hmm, I have to ask her about her thoughts on the ideas of Self, Man and the Beast. Does she disassociate them or are they merged?
Oh my fucking god! That is AMAZING! And she can talk! I’ve never seen anything like this!
I wonder if she is psychologically different?
Hmmm guess not. She just rolled her eyes at my stupid questions. Yeah, that’s her alright.
Her aura is spiking like crazy, it’s so radiant. I think I will just sit her a while and watch her.
Amazing…
I wonder why she is helping me with this… affliction?
Trying to corner her is like trying to corner a gust of air.
So I’m not an experiment or a toy. I’m a tool to her. Well she didn’t call me that, but when I ask her if that’s what I am to her, she doesn’t really answer the question.
She’s on the plane with me, against her mentor’s wishes and it’s because she was curious about flying? I’m sorry, that makes absolutely no sense.
So she thinks I still care about the city. Do I? I’m not sure. Perhaps by proxy.
She showed me one of her tricks, maybe she could appreciate one of mine.
The shadows moving on their own startled her briefly. She recovers her composure very quickly though.
It’s her turn now to show me something. Hmm, never heard this song before. It’s rather, tribal sounding, haunting.
I don’t think she has any idea just how alluring she is. The passion she displays in her dance is so overwhelming. Now she’s doing that melding thing again. So very captivating.
My Beast. It’s rising. I can feel it. Musn’t… Must… have… her…
Better… the look on her face when she shushed me I swear I nearly melted.
What? Why did she stop? Why so sudden? What did I say?
Is she flirting with me? Can’t be…
Well at least I got a chuckle out of her with my sincerity.
I wonder, can she teach me how to dance. I’ve never really learned much creativity. Maybe I should try my hand at something besides guns and blades. I bet I could dance very well.
Maybe I should ask her out on a date. I know she goes out to do various things.
Oh yeah, I wonder what animal or animals she can shift to. I bet if we went hunting I could keep up with her easily.
Yep, I can keep up with her.
Oh yeah the whole ‘Prince’ thing. I don’t see how that should mitigate her desires to go out and party once in a while, but then again, she may want to maintain a certain image and security. Not everyone can just step into a shadow and disappear.
Ouch! I suppose I was pressing too hard. However, it might have been worth it. That little outburst may have been something that makes sense. But I’m not entirely sure what it means. Maybe when I see her around others of her Covenant…
At least she can accept my apology and explanation with some humor. Maybe I am wrong about her. She does display emotions on some levels. She’s not a robot.
Wait, did she just tell a joke? Definitely not a robot. It seems my explanation has put her at some ease. I think I might be going about this the wrong way. I must observe her more and stop trying to goad her into reacting.
Still doesn’t like talking about Moho. Understandable. Robots don’t miss people.
OK I am just going to give up the whole ‘date night’ idea. No raves, no hunting. Stop pushing, Jack.
Is she trying to mother me? What? I’m not sure if that comes from her caring or her not wanting to bring some oaf to her home away from home. Probably the latter…
She is really good at glowering. I’m so not kidding about that. But damn she looks sexy when she does it!
OK so she thinks having her mentor’s people staking me is funny. No, she isn’t a robot, she’s Darth Kindredus.
Good one Jack… way to close out the evening. Just when you were starting to make some headway.
But still, watching her where she feels most comfortable will likely glean some definite insight. She’s such an enigma, so strange, so determined, so non-responsive to what others might respond to and yet, I can see a passion in her that is as intense as any I have seen in anybody else, but for what?
OK time to put the game face on. Be civil. Be honest. And don’t let yourself get baited. You’re in hostile territory now. Just sign the document, get cured and get home.
Alright, we’re here. She’s dressed in something different this time. That breaks the most recent pattern. Will ask her later.
She flinched briefly when I twirled the gun around. Doesn’t like weapons suddenly appearing from no where. Who does? Don’t do it again.
Shutting off phone before being told to do so suggests pragmatism and proactivity.
She wants to know about individuals within the Domain. Business first, everything else later.
Doesn’t mind sitting near me even while I am afflicted. Confidence in herself or in my lack of willingness to harm her? Curious. She flinched with the gun twirling but isn’t afraid of me. Current analysis: She is wary of weapons, not me. She is not worried about getting afflicted by the disease which suggests some knowledge of it or belief that even were she afflicted she would have ready access to a cure.
When talking business, doesn’t return smile.
Doesn’t like flirting when talking business. At least not with a Malkavia afflicted Jack.
Doesn’t have a sense of humor when in the middle of business. Jokes aren’t appreciated and only infuriate her.
Not surprised by inside knowledge I have on various issues. Either she already knew what I told her, she considers me fully capable in regards to obtaining such information, or she is masking whatever surprise she may have extremely well. She processes information much the way I do, absorbing it and seemingly cataloguing it for later use.
She doesn’t blink when I refuse to tell her certain information.
She remains entirely expressionless while assimilating all of the data I am giving her. She only seems to non-verbally prompt me to continue.
She just acknowledged that I have some competence. We might be on the verge of a minor break through here.
Nevermind. She does loves that word, ‘Neonate’
OK she really doesn’t like the flirting when talking business. Her aura is spiking bright red.
Hmmm, curious. Though she is due to become the Prince soon, she is encouraging me to tie up some loose ends that have been bothering me. Not sure if she is doing that to be supportive of me or so she has less to deal with. Will assume the latter for now.
Ah she knows about the Pact of Ages. Good.
Again, she is encouraging me to tie up the various loose ends before I officially step down. Very curious.
Hmm second guessing my analysis… ah I got her convinced. Good.
Wait, she just smiled at one of my quips. Sure, it was a slight smile, but a smile nonetheless. Woot!
OK pushed it too far… back to business.
Why is she so surprised that I don’t hear my Beast right now? Doesn’t it quiet down for everybody? I mean it’s still there, but it’s complacent. She seems completely stumped by it. I’ve never seen her stumped by anything before. This bears further analysis.
Curious. She seems to not think that my desire for her extends from ME, but rather from Beast. But that is illogical. I mean, sure when I feel the Beast rise, it is far more intense, but I could just as readily get busy right now… I mean what’s so weird about that? What is so unbalancing about it? The Beast is part of me, as is the Man. I’ve never really considered them like separate entities… I wonder how others view them…
Hmmm how to explain ‘gaming’… alright here goes…
I’m not sure if I am misinterpreting this, but she seems to consider the Beast and the man to be almost mutually exclusive. I’ll need to do more reading on this.
Ah now it makes more sense why she isn’t afraid of Malkavia. She believes it would be merely an inconvenience. Wish I could…
Hmm interesting, now she really has me thinking. What does my Beast react to? That’s a tough one. I never really think about it. I just sort of do things and either it is present or it’s not. I mean beyond the frenzying here and there, which I very rarely do.
Wow she is really quite intelligent. She’s asking me things I never bothered considering because I’ve been acting on external stimuli for so long. I wonder, have I been avoiding something? Something intrinsic?
Ouch! OK don’t get too comfortable with her. I think any other woman would likely have slapped me for that one… She’s right though. I honestly think she is trying to be as supportive as she’s capable of. I’ll have to ask that later. She might just be along for the ride or just curious about my ‘neonateness.’
She still maintains that my emotions are either memories of emotions or something else. She doesn’t believe that what I feel is real. How do I convince her otherwise? Does it matter if she believes it or not? I haven’t thought along these lines in many years.
She seemed bothered by my response to her statement. I’m not sure if that is annoyance towards me or herself.
I am glad she can show genuine appreciation, well as genuine as I have seen her display. She is quite different though in public. Much more approachable. I am beginning to think that it is a façade she maintains by caricature. It must be difficult, if not lonely to have to wear a face so often. What have I done to her by placing her in the central role of Prince? I’m so sorry.
So she does believe that the Man and the Beast can be made to work together. I believe that is something I have achieved without notice. I’ll have to ask others how they perceive and interact with their Man and their Beast.
Oh my god, am I really going to tell her this? She already knows enough of my secrets to sell me out to every Kindred in the region. I have really been dying to tell someone though… Fuck it.
She goes from just nodding her head and speaking with hardly any inflection whatsoever to saying something so… poetic and graceful. I only speak that way when I feel strongly about something, I imagine it must be the same for her.
Oh another spark of emotion! She thought my question was challenging her control… interesting. I wonder what would happen right now if I did challenge her. Would she enter frenzy? Probably not a good idea on a plane, but still. It might be quite interesting to set her off and watch her go. I bet it would be a sight to behold…
OK get that image out of your head. She said ‘Dominance’ not ‘Dominatrix.’
Hmmm, she thinks she could handle me in a fight. I doubt it, but I won’t argue the point.
Sarcasm is so suitable for her. It just fits her so perfectly.
She doesn’t seem to want to answer the question. Ah, there, she nailed it. Quite observant this one.
Seems to consider mercy as a form of weakness that she also attributes to coming from the Man. She’s probably right on both counts.
Here I go again, revealing another of my secrets! Why do I keep doing this?!?
Hmm, I have to ask her about her thoughts on the ideas of Self, Man and the Beast. Does she disassociate them or are they merged?
Oh my fucking god! That is AMAZING! And she can talk! I’ve never seen anything like this!
I wonder if she is psychologically different?
Hmmm guess not. She just rolled her eyes at my stupid questions. Yeah, that’s her alright.
Her aura is spiking like crazy, it’s so radiant. I think I will just sit her a while and watch her.
Amazing…
I wonder why she is helping me with this… affliction?
Trying to corner her is like trying to corner a gust of air.
So I’m not an experiment or a toy. I’m a tool to her. Well she didn’t call me that, but when I ask her if that’s what I am to her, she doesn’t really answer the question.
She’s on the plane with me, against her mentor’s wishes and it’s because she was curious about flying? I’m sorry, that makes absolutely no sense.
So she thinks I still care about the city. Do I? I’m not sure. Perhaps by proxy.
She showed me one of her tricks, maybe she could appreciate one of mine.
The shadows moving on their own startled her briefly. She recovers her composure very quickly though.
It’s her turn now to show me something. Hmm, never heard this song before. It’s rather, tribal sounding, haunting.
I don’t think she has any idea just how alluring she is. The passion she displays in her dance is so overwhelming. Now she’s doing that melding thing again. So very captivating.
My Beast. It’s rising. I can feel it. Musn’t… Must… have… her…
Better… the look on her face when she shushed me I swear I nearly melted.
What? Why did she stop? Why so sudden? What did I say?
Is she flirting with me? Can’t be…
Well at least I got a chuckle out of her with my sincerity.
I wonder, can she teach me how to dance. I’ve never really learned much creativity. Maybe I should try my hand at something besides guns and blades. I bet I could dance very well.
Maybe I should ask her out on a date. I know she goes out to do various things.
Oh yeah, I wonder what animal or animals she can shift to. I bet if we went hunting I could keep up with her easily.
Yep, I can keep up with her.
Oh yeah the whole ‘Prince’ thing. I don’t see how that should mitigate her desires to go out and party once in a while, but then again, she may want to maintain a certain image and security. Not everyone can just step into a shadow and disappear.
Ouch! I suppose I was pressing too hard. However, it might have been worth it. That little outburst may have been something that makes sense. But I’m not entirely sure what it means. Maybe when I see her around others of her Covenant…
At least she can accept my apology and explanation with some humor. Maybe I am wrong about her. She does display emotions on some levels. She’s not a robot.
Wait, did she just tell a joke? Definitely not a robot. It seems my explanation has put her at some ease. I think I might be going about this the wrong way. I must observe her more and stop trying to goad her into reacting.
Still doesn’t like talking about Moho. Understandable. Robots don’t miss people.
OK I am just going to give up the whole ‘date night’ idea. No raves, no hunting. Stop pushing, Jack.
Is she trying to mother me? What? I’m not sure if that comes from her caring or her not wanting to bring some oaf to her home away from home. Probably the latter…
She is really good at glowering. I’m so not kidding about that. But damn she looks sexy when she does it!
OK so she thinks having her mentor’s people staking me is funny. No, she isn’t a robot, she’s Darth Kindredus.
Good one Jack… way to close out the evening. Just when you were starting to make some headway.
But still, watching her where she feels most comfortable will likely glean some definite insight. She’s such an enigma, so strange, so determined, so non-responsive to what others might respond to and yet, I can see a passion in her that is as intense as any I have seen in anybody else, but for what?
OK time to put the game face on. Be civil. Be honest. And don’t let yourself get baited. You’re in hostile territory now. Just sign the document, get cured and get home.