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senecavoix:

· · · · ·Seneca blinked, lips parting slightly in an odd mix of surprise and amusement. Despite the amount of time she’d spent travelling on the _SSV Concord _by now, sometimes she was still a little bewildered by DATA’s likeness to life. She’d met various AI before, of course, her father had owned several back when she used to live within the luxurious confines of the Voix residence. Still, there was something fascinating and new about DATA. At any rate, he seemed to be one of the few aboard who didn’t openly turn their nose up at her last name - a fact that which she was certainly grateful for.·

· · · · ·She considered his words for half a beat, shoulders lifting into a light-hearted shrug. “I suppose safety isn’t a very big factor anymore,” she relented, “considering the type of personnel this ship seems to favour.” Criminals, was what she meant - although she didn’t say it. She figured she wasn’t exactly saintly herself. At least the crew was honest about it. “Okay, other factors - culture, maybe? Experience? Happiness? Truth seeking?”·

· · · · ·She glanced at the other for half a beat. “Why, what would you do?”

Brown irises grew distant as lines of code overwhelmed his thoughts, analyzing and calculating the various factors she offered within an assortment of contexts that involved leaving the safety of the ship and exploring the planet many of the crew called home.

Despite the distance that stretched between the pair unfamiliar enough to still call strangers, DATA felt an unexplainable comfort when placed in the company of Seneca Voix. The most likely of reasons originated in the synthetic nature she chose for herself, a kinship unfelt in the other relationships DATA had formed with the SSV Concord’s crew members. Unlike those who claimed the title of organic with pride and arrogance, Seneca’s gaze had never been one filled with fear – amusement or astonishment perhaps, but never fear.

“Culture would favor the former option of leaving the ship.” Each inflection held the characteristic indifference of his robotic nature as he rattled off the results of his analysis. “I’m afraid the other factors are subjective and cannot be calculated absent of the interference of bias.” His words came to an abrupt halt as his thoughts began revolving around the idea that perhaps her questions had been rhetorical.

“I will accompany Theon back to his home,” he answered, ignoring any airing for preference in his response. Although he would enjoy exploring areas of Wrotham he had yet to discover, Theon would be unlikely to permit such an exploration in fear of DATA’s safety.

Team 1, RIP

Augustus: Not that I'm supporting anyone being used as a human shield, but isn't he made of metal?

Augustus: Much better shield material. Over.

DATA: Perhaps we should attempt to negotiate with them instead of initially engaging in violence. Over.

Pyre: Violence will only be used if necessary, and we will use no member of the crew as a shield.

Pyre: Marrow said we need to keep the comms to only pertinent, mission-related information. Over.

DATA: Thank you, Pyre.

DATA: Has your mood improved from the melancholy you were previously engaged in over Eretria? Over.

radio call: open frequency

DATA:DATA present and uninjured.

Kallia: Marro-- doesn't nee-- more disappointing news, DATA.

DATA: --o need to be unkind, Kallia.