Does the science behind something like Kavion even make sense? It seems a bit far fetched to me, honestly. But until we learn more about its mechanics, I'll let it slide. :)

Also, Kavion sounds a whole lot like Maggie with how Mason described it. "Using the blood of one girl forever", isn't that what TO had been meaning to do with Maggie snce she was [apparently] the fountain of youth incarnate? But then he described it as a machine, so...hmm

I agree with @TheButterflyNet. I feel like we could be doing a lot more to help...

Maybe Kavion allows them to make a synthetic form of trait positive blood.  You know, like in "True Blood".

Is this really week 8 of our "8 week thrill ride"?

Kavion, I think its clever, it would make sense for TO to try and find an alternative to kidnapping a bunch of trait positive girls all the time. It makes it easier for them to remain under the radar and also less troublesome for them to keep all these girls in a secure place etc... The plot thickens, too bad it took them to the last week to do it though??

Just a thought, in "The Whole World's Gone Crazy", Mason mentions Kavion and states: "There's got to be a reason that it's connected to Crystal". I wonder if the connection is that she is a trait positive girl and maybe only specific trait positive girls can be used for the synthetic version?? Someone typed earlier about Maggie and the fountain of youth incarnate, something similar to that? Idk. Just a thought.

meep

(lonelygod writes)

So, the Parasites tire of murder? Rather instead, they should take but one trait-bearer eternal, that she (or he, they would certainly use King Jonas, Damn their eyes) may feed a single Parasitic entity ad infinitum?

It is, at least, an improvement in their methods. And yet, Carruthers still must pay for the death of the Goddess. This is my Quest. I shall root him out, and bring an end to him. Secondmost, I shall free the King of our Nation, and rescind power to the throne.

Thirdmost, when the wars are, at last, at an end, I shall take my leave of this madness, and perhaps find a place to rest this weary body.

I wish you well in your rendezvous, Master Mason. Carruthers Will Burn!