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RP for [livejournal.com profile] haughty_alpha

  • Oct. 3rd, 2009 at 6:38 AM
empirical_data: (thoughtful)
Who: Data | Kerr Avon
What: Data discusses Lore with Avon.
When: After discovering Lore was present within the village, and he attacked the Fifth Doctor.
Warnings and Notes: Relating to Lore Plot at [livejournal.com profile] hearts_andminds.

The covers creased in as Data sat on the side of the bed, once again watching Avon contentedly sleep and trying to draw comfort from it. Though this time, he only found anguish and worry.

Data had been, in the blink of an eye, completely invalidated and proven untrustworthy. All of his hard work to prove that he wasn't simply a machine, that he'd risen above his parts and that other machines could as well, undone by a man that wore his face.

He'd debated considering him a brother, for a while. Lore had done nothing but betray him and wound him. But the simple fact was that, even with B-4, there was only two Soong-Type androids that could have been considered functional. Lore and Data. And one could not always choose their family, just as any human would know.

But this human laying there, this very important human, needed to know just what a danger that brother meant. That he had to be suspicious of his own fiancee.

Gently, Data put a cool hand on Avon's shoulder and leaned in. "Please wake up, Avon, I have something I need to talk to you about."

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[identity profile] haughty-alpha.livejournal.com wrote:
Oct. 8th, 2009 07:47 pm (UTC)
Avon was silent a moment before replying. It was not a topic he normally discussed. "There isn't much to tell," he said, eventually. "He died a long time ago. We didn't have much contact after I was adopted out of the Delta levels. What did you want to know?"
empirical_data: (perplexed)
[personal profile] empirical_data wrote:
Oct. 8th, 2009 07:57 pm (UTC)
"I would like to know how you two interacted. What you recall from your youth. ...It does not have to be significant." He let his hand come to a rest, urging him to lean against him.
[identity profile] haughty-alpha.livejournal.com wrote:
Oct. 8th, 2009 08:20 pm (UTC)
Avon moved close, pressing again him. The strange thing was, it was hard to remember much about his brother. He had been very young when his new 'parents' had taken him away to live a life of privilege. There were snatches of memory, brief episodes he had long since stopped thinking about. But he tried.

"He used to tease me about my interest in the sciences. The other children at school thought I was strange, so my brother simply refused to talk to me in public - he always referred to me as 'the freak' or 'the embarrassment'. I was forever conducting little experiments...I set the sitting room curtains on fire once. And dissected a dead rat on my parents' bed. I didn't kill the rat, you understand, I merely found it in the rubbish disposal area outside our accommodation complex, and was curious about how it worked. My parents were not pleased, as you can imagine. They thought there might be something wrong with me. But my brother wouldn't have that; he insisted I was curious rather than destructive, that I hadn't meant any harm. He said I was a genius, and the family must make allowances because I would make them all a lot of money one day, pull them out of the gutter. Frankly I can't remember now whether I intended any harm or not, but it pleased me to know that my brother would stand up for me, despite all his teasing. He made it clear that day that he was proud of his weird little brother, after all."

He gnawed his lip for a moment, gaze distant. "But of course, that wasn't enough when the time came for me to leave. He never forgave me for abandoning our family."
empirical_data: (curious uniform)
[personal profile] empirical_data wrote:
Oct. 8th, 2009 09:43 pm (UTC)
He wondered, vaguely, if Lore had done anything of the like on his behalf. He doubted it. The creature that could have been his brother seemed only materialistic and jealous.

"I am sorry that you did not get to know him better," he said, shifting to rest his hand against Avon's chance. Against his strong pulse.

"I would have liked to have met your family... I have also sometimes contemplated attempting to return to your universe, to finish what you would have been unable to. Do you know what happened to your parents?"
[identity profile] haughty-alpha.livejournal.com wrote:
Oct. 8th, 2009 10:27 pm (UTC)
"And I would have liked to meet your father. He sounds fascinating."

He tilted his head. "You have?" Something about the idea sent a prickle down his back. "Why would you want to do that?"

He shrugged. "I tried to find information about them, later in my life, but there was little to find. People like them slip through the cracks. I imagine they met the fate of most Deltas...they lived, they worked too hard, they died young and poor. My parents were not like me. They were honest people. I sometimes wonder how my brother and I turned out the way we did. Frustration, I suppose. We both thought we were better than the lives we had been born into - deserved better."
empirical_data: (shadowed)
[personal profile] empirical_data wrote:
Oct. 8th, 2009 10:45 pm (UTC)
"I wished that I could actively stop the tyranny of your Federation. I believe with adequate planning it would be possible to rearrange the power structure... however I would never risk you." If they were to go to that universe, they ran the risk of Avon returning to his point of exit. Something that Data couldn't abide by.
[identity profile] haughty-alpha.livejournal.com wrote:
Oct. 8th, 2009 11:07 pm (UTC)
"With adequate planning," Avon agreed. "But of course, we never actually had any of that..."

He squeezed Data's hand. "You want to put everything right. It's admirable, but the unpleasantness of my universe isn't your problem. Frankly, it isn't mine anymore, either."
empirical_data: (suspicious)
[personal profile] empirical_data wrote:
Oct. 8th, 2009 11:15 pm (UTC)
"Then perhaps you can imagine how confused I am concerning the brother that I murdered putting those I care about in danger." He squeezed his hand back.

"I now... wish I knew what happened that first night after you left. He must have been somehow aware of my circumstances."
[identity profile] haughty-alpha.livejournal.com wrote:
Oct. 9th, 2009 09:51 pm (UTC)
He nodded. "Yes, I can understand that."

Avon pursed his lips. "He has an accomplice, I suspect. And I have a feeling I might know who it is. There is only one person in the village I know for sure wishes us both harm."
empirical_data: (analytical)
[personal profile] empirical_data wrote:
Oct. 9th, 2009 10:36 pm (UTC)
"An accomplice?"

Data worried. He immediately suspected Travis, as Travis was the only one who didn't like either of them notably. But he had hoped that Travis was working on redeeming himself.

Especially as Glitch had become so fond of him.
[identity profile] haughty-alpha.livejournal.com wrote:
Oct. 9th, 2009 11:09 pm (UTC)
"If not an accomplice, then at least a cheerleader," Avon grunted. "I suspect Travis has had a hand in all this. He seldom passes up an opportunity to be needlessly violent."
empirical_data: (must you?)
[personal profile] empirical_data wrote:
Oct. 10th, 2009 12:59 am (UTC)
Data hummed a thought, furrowing his brow and looking down toward Avon's feet, before drawing his eyes back up to his face. "If you can provide me with evidence, I shall inform the local authorities."
empirical_data: (perplexed)
[personal profile] empirical_data wrote:
Oct. 10th, 2009 04:10 am (UTC)
"I will hope that Lore's prejudice against humans will make that less likely." Thought he could see it was a valid argument. "Though please, do not put yourself at risk.
[identity profile] haughty-alpha.livejournal.com wrote:
Oct. 10th, 2009 11:11 am (UTC)
"I don't have a any direct evidence," Avon admitted, "except that Travis is a snake who enjoys taking orders from stronger, more intelligent people. Given that the prejudice seems to work both ways, perhaps you're right. And there won't be any risk," he added, grmily, "only certainty."

Because Data was right; he needed proof. And he needed to know where Lore was. If Avon's hunch was correct, Travis could provide both pieces of information.