Waiting

[thats_not_data]

Months ago, Lore was drifting in space.

But now he's found his callingLore waits for Data in the main hall of the abandoned building that he and his followers have claimed. He's alone. There's no doubt in his mind that his brother will come, but he paces impatiently, glancing towards the entrance from time to time

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[ol_yellow_eyes]

When Data sees Lore again, an inexplicable rage begins to rise up inside of his positronic matrix.

Every sensory input fed to him by the sight of his brother is irritating to him. That painfully familiar face, that equally painful but less familiar smirk, the arrogance with which the older android holds himself, which practically emanates from him in tangible but invisible waves…

Worst of all, however, is when Lore begins to speak.

[thats_not_data]

Just the android he wanted to see. Lore can't help but smile.

This is the first opportunity he's had to witness the fruits of his loving labor. And judging by the expression on Data's face (mostly the fact that there is a real expression there, finally), his endeavors have been most fruitful.

"Brother!" he greets, with a cheerfulness that's actually quite sincere-even he's a little surprised by it. "I knew you'd come to see me."

[ol_yellow_eyes]

Data twitches slightly. Why is his voice so irritating? It is difficult to concentrate.

His mind is reeling, repeatedly running through a list of all the ways he has been mistreated by his brother. It is an odd sensation… He seems to have no control over the information that is being accessed by his systems, and yet he finds himself focusing on each memory just as carefully as if he had accessed them on purpose.

Most important of all…

"I believe you have something that belongs to me, Lore," Data says, actually struggling to sound calm. "I would like you to return it."

[thats_not_data]

Lore's smile grows wider as Data's anger grows more visible. Of course he would mention that, before anything else.

"But I'm already giving it to you," he says, his voice dripping with condescension. "Haven't you noticed the wonderful gift I've been sending?"

He's just provoking him now. He takes a moment to motion for Crosis to leave.