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Anyone who calls Sariel a minion is sorely mistaken.

About as mistaken as they are if they call her a coward. Shy she may be, quiet and studious and subordinate she may be, but she's got Starfleet training, and she takes it very seriously. Keep an eye out for anomalous readings. Report what needs reporting.

Do the right thing.

Sariel's loyal to her core. But she's no minion. She lives her life by a very different set of rules than the stereotypical tool of someone higher up. She follows, follows orders, follows protocol, but she doesn't do it blindly.

She serves in Starfleet with her whole heart. That's plain enough, if you know her. The military life works for some people and doesn't work for others, and it's right for her.

But Sariel serves in Starfleet with her whole mind, too.

Commander Data (not as she knows him) has shaken her, chilled her, unnerved her. And he said not to tell anyone, ordered her not to tell anyone, made his order plain even if he didn't speak the word.

But Sariel doesn't follow blindly. She's subordinate, and she's shy and she's junior, but she follows with her whole mind.

And she's no coward. Even if what she's about to do scares her.

Do the right thing.

If Commander Data is malfunctioning, she needs to tell someone.

The Commander Data she's just met could be from her own past, her own future, someone else's past or future. The Commander Data she's just met could be her own universe's version, malfunctioning but unaware that he is. If she tells anyone else, the explanation of her suspicions will be a carefully-worded lie at best, a serious incident exposing the existence of Milliways at worst. If she tells anyone else...

But Commander Data knows Milliways. And Commander Data will want to be repaired, if he is malfunctioning.

Won't he?

Report what needs reporting. Do the right thing.

It's a very wary, very cautious Sariel who reaches for her communicator. She's two steps beyond what was the bar door a moment ago and is now her closet. It's here she halts.

Do the right thing.

Chirp.

"Rager to Commander Data."

Date: 2010-11-19 01:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ol-yellow-eyes.livejournal.com
Data is... intrigued by this information. (Perhaps that is not the right word.)

Numbers, hypotheses. There are currently three possibilities that seem the most likely. One: the android Sariel spoke with was from a parallel universe. Two: he is malfunctioning and experienced a memory lapse. Three: .....

More information is required.

"It probably startled you, Ensign," he is careful to acknowledge. "Could you be more specific? Was I displaying any other signs of possible malfunctions? Was it your impression that I was simply simulating emotions, or actually experiencing them? In what way was I forceful? Could you give me an example of something strange that I said?"

He may be talking slightly faster than normal. Somewhere, in the back of his positronic matrix, he is aware of the absence of something. Something that was there before, when the third possibility last occurred to him. And he cannot help thinking-- in the back of his mind-- that perhaps it should be there, or even that he is hearing it, in the vocal patterns of the young woman he is talking to...

Perhaps it is because of this that his neural network seems oddly preoccupied with that third possibility. And he cannot help noting...

Data has never met anyone's counterpart from a parallel universe in Milliways.

But he has encountered dead people.
Edited Date: 2010-11-20 05:49 am (UTC)

Date: 2010-11-20 06:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ol-yellow-eyes.livejournal.com
There is a pause of a few seconds on the other end.

"Thank you, Ensign. I will investigate this matter further. I appreciate your taking the time to report this to me."

Another slight pause.

"And I am... relieved, that you were not injured. I am sorry for whatever it was that might have occurred.

"Do you have any further information that you wish to report?"

Date: 2010-11-22 06:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ol-yellow-eyes.livejournal.com
"Data out."

He presses his combadge to end the transmission, and is left standing in the middle of an empty room, staring down at his violin case, trying to process what he has just heard.

Theories. Probabilities. The numbers have shifted, but more information is required. The investigation is 'on his shoulders' now, as the human expression goes, and he must decide on his next step.

Eliminate the impossible...

The most important thing is determining any possible malfunction he might be having. He will go to Geordi for a diagnostic on his systems.

...and whatever remains...

There are infinite parallel universes, infinite possibilities. But the fact remains that he has never met two versions of the same person in Milliways. He has never met any version of himself in Milliways...

...however improbable...

(However unwanted...)

Empty.

Data stands there, like he is waiting for something. He turns away suddenly and heads for the door. Most importantly...

He will go ask Geordi for a diagnostic.

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