Room 804

Dec. 2nd, 2010 02:18 pm
thats_not_data: (sigh)
[personal profile] thats_not_data
[OOC: Continued from this thread.]

Lore is sitting in his room, accessing large amounts of information very quickly on his computer console.

The room will look very familiar to Data-- it's an exact replica of his own quarters, in the state they were in when Lore visited the Enterprise. He kept the lights dimmer then, there was no bed on the other side of the room, and there weren't nearly the same number of paintings and various other decorative items scattered about the room.

Lore has spent the majority of his time in Milliways in this room, avoiding pointless interaction and, more recently, hiding from his brother. He requested from Bar that the computer console be fitted with information from the Milliways library, as much as she was willing to provide him with. And so he has been reviewing this information, which hasn't exactly been productive, but it feels better than doing nothing.

Suddenly, he hears a knock at the door.

Date: 2010-12-04 01:19 am (UTC)
morethanprops: (look over there)
From: [personal profile] morethanprops
Moist shrugs and leans against the door jamb,

"You were able to take him down at your own convenience."

Date: 2010-12-04 01:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thats-not-data.livejournal.com
Lore sighs. "I didn't really want to have to do that," he says, a hint of genuine regret coloring his tone. "That was my only backup plan. It won't work a second time; if he ever wakes up, he can reprogram his systems to recognize the signal and reactivate quickly, like I did. Speaking of--"

Lore has walked over to the computer console by this point, and opened a drawer on the side. He pulls out a device that looks similar to a high-tech stylus, taking it with him as he walks over to kneel next to Data's body. He opens a panel on the back of Data's head and starts working. The device emits a little beam.

Date: 2010-12-04 01:28 am (UTC)
morethanprops: (assessing things)
From: [personal profile] morethanprops
"You still have the upper hand, its up to you what you do with it,"

He has been presented with an opportunity, those are important things.

Date: 2010-12-04 01:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thats-not-data.livejournal.com
Lore lets out a noise, somewhere in between a scoff and a laugh. "It's something.

"There... that should do it..." he deactivates the device and closes the panel. He can't resist adding a snarky, "Goodbye Data." He smirks at the private joke.

"More importantly," he mutters, reaching to take the phaser out of Data's belt. His eyes practically sparkle with excitement as he examines the weapon. "Now this is what I wanted."

Date: 2010-12-04 01:36 am (UTC)
morethanprops: (change the furniture)
From: [personal profile] morethanprops
Moist wants to ask what Lore did, but isn't sure if he'll be told,

"Upper hand and no one can say you stole it from him. He came to your room to attack you."

Date: 2010-12-04 01:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thats-not-data.livejournal.com
Lore's willing to accept that explanation-- never mind that Data never actually took the phaser out of his belt.

He stands. "All the same, I don't think we should tell anyone about this." He points the phaser at Moist, obviously relishing his ability to do so. His smile is dark.

"Give me one reason why I shouldn't kill you."

Date: 2010-12-04 01:43 am (UTC)
morethanprops: (bemused)
From: [personal profile] morethanprops
"How will you explain my death?"

The phaser is worrying but Moist isn't going to let that show, Lore's a gloater.

Date: 2010-12-04 01:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thats-not-data.livejournal.com
"Good question." Lore seems amused. "Who would be asking?"

Date: 2010-12-04 01:48 am (UTC)
morethanprops: (quality fraud)
From: [personal profile] morethanprops
"Security and if you have a witness than anything you say about him will be easier to believe."

Date: 2010-12-04 01:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thats-not-data.livejournal.com
Lore considers this, still smirking at him.

"Possibly," he concedes. "But you haven't exactly proven yourself trustworthy. Why should I believe that you're going to take my side if someone comes snooping?

"Also, I should point out that it's highly unlikely that anyone knows you were in here. If you were missing, why would they think that I had done something to you?"

Date: 2010-12-04 01:55 am (UTC)
morethanprops: (how deep am I?)
From: [personal profile] morethanprops
"No, but I'm effective at twisting the truth. Your brother believed me and I can get other people on your side,"

He'll ignore the other question.

Date: 2010-12-04 02:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thats-not-data.livejournal.com
"Yeah, and you got me to believe you once, and I could have easily been killed. Again."

He grins. "Do you know what the great thing about phasers is? If you switch them up to the highest setting"-- which Lore does, and the weapon makes a noise like it's powering up-- "they vaporize a person completely. It's nice, not having any mess to clean up."

He aims again.

Date: 2010-12-04 02:08 am (UTC)
morethanprops: (i can get out of this)
From: [personal profile] morethanprops
Moist really hates weapons of any form, they create dangerous power imbalances and you can't talk your way around them,

"Yes, but Milliways is small and I'm rather well known. It might take time but people will come around."

Date: 2010-12-04 02:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thats-not-data.livejournal.com
Lore continues to smile, then abruptly drops his weapon.

"I like you. It's inconvenient, but I do. You don't flinch," he says. "So I'm going to trust you to keep this quiet, for now."

He walks over to Moist, placing a hand at his throat and grasping just hard enough to hopefully make him uncomfortable. "But if you pull a stunt like that again, or give me any reason to make me think you're not on my side, just remember that I'm the one with the weapon now. And I'm not as benevolent as my dear brother."

Date: 2010-12-04 02:25 am (UTC)
morethanprops: (making a plan)
From: [personal profile] morethanprops
"I'll remember,"

His voice is tight and he looks Lore in the eye, not flinching.

Date: 2010-12-04 02:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thats-not-data.livejournal.com
"Good," Lore says, meaningfully.

He lets go of Moist, pushing him just a little bit in the direction of the hallway.

"Get out of here."

He'll be on his way down to the bar in a few minutes.

Date: 2010-12-04 02:31 am (UTC)
morethanprops: (time to leave)
From: [personal profile] morethanprops
Moist turns towards the stairs and insinuates himself into a nice corner booth out of the way.

Date: 2010-12-04 02:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thats-not-data.livejournal.com
He may hear the door slamming shut behind him.

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