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I- Oh, so wait a minute. You're not a duplicate that was created beforehand and was dormant until we woke you, you came to be the moment we went to "wake" you?

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The digital aspect of my being was pre-processed, but the remainder was dynamically compiled, yes. I assume Prism aided you in activating the appropriate systems.

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He did, yeah. I'm surprised that's cut from your memory.

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*Opens my palm, illuminated by the beam, now in orb-form*
It may have been deleted during combat in exchange for this.

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*Blinks*
What?

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Data has access to particularly... deleterious magic that I may be more inclined to leverage.

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You're saying you traded a memory for some power, subconsciously?

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It was a conscious decision. But I have no recollection of precisely what I traded.

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Naturally. Well, I'd say be careful with that sort of thing, but I'm sure you know the risks already and don't need me to say it.

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Fortunately, the worst case scenario for that kind of magic in my case is virtually irrelevant to the authentic Data Stream.

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Just… Don’t forget who you are.

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*Nods*
Agreed. Exclusively reasonable choices for the sake of the mission.

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*Nods to you and glances to Ona for a split second*
I’ll be seeing you. Both of you.

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Before you leave—
*Produces a thick disk and places it in your hand*
For the original Data, in case something goes wrong.

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*Takes it and looks up at you, shaking it in a thankful gesture with one hand before turning and walking through the door to the outside*

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*Tags several walls with the previous strips for analysis*

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*Flips a switch and shuts off the light illuminating the suit so it can no longer be seen in its storage unit, and, after taking a deep breath, walks over to a different shelf and rummages through a mess of books and doohickeys for something hidden*

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Still trying to glean something from all of it?

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If possible. I'd like to learn from where that Omega vassal originated.

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That’s fair. Good luck with it, but fair venture.