An android meets a technopath, this should be interesting. (Quinn)

Data's life as of late had been quite different. He was pretty much just hanging in cyberspace, absorbing information and sometimes fucking with people for the hell of it. At least that part of his personality was still in tact, because what he used to be was pretty much gone. It was sad really, he was just a kid, just starting to learn who was as a person before that was taken from him by that ice asshole. Even though Data didn't have any animosity toward him, he was still the cause, and Jake would likely be pissed off if he ever did regain himself. He hadn't been doing much really, nothing interested him anymore. He was just sitting there, in a body that wasn't even real, on top of the golden gate bridge.

He was fiddling around with technology all over the globe, so that was fun, but he wanted to do something that actually had meaning. He was searching for anomalies, people he could perhaps get more information from. He had already went through all that top secret government stuff, and Lucius' databanks, but it wasn't enough. He ended up finding footage of someone that peaked his interest, it seemed to be some kind of android. Androids could know stuff, right? Maybe the encounter would be interesting. In an instant, Data would appear in front of Q7, wherever she was. Not really caring that it might take her or anyone around her off guard.

"Hello there." he would say, a slight smile forming across his face yet it looked entirely artificial.  His piercing green eyes stared at Q7, and he tried to make a connection to her but found her operating system were entirely unknown to him.

"What are you? I can't read your programming. Where are you from?" He asked, not caring he skipped the whole introduction part and went straight to the weird questions.

Sitting in one of the computer chairs in a library, Q7 looks up at the person that had just appeared in front of her, away from the computer screen that she had just been staring at a moment before. Only a few people around them had even noticed that the person was now there, much more how he had appeared, mostly paying attention to whatever they happen to be doing instead of everything around them.

Q7 returns the smile that was shown to her. "Hello." It wasn't until the man mentioned trying to read her programming that she reacted at all, standing up and frowning rather heavily at the person. "You are not authorized to view my programming, any attempt to do so will be met with force. Inform me as to why you are here and then leave me be." If someone said Q7 was wary of this man, that would be an understatement. Her programming is her after all, and changing it is changing her. The fact that he could even try to read it concerned her, since she didn't have the same system as everything else.

Well, this one wasn't very pleasant now was she? She seemed to instantly assume Jake's intentions were malicious, which was really anything but the truth. He was just curious about what this being was and how it worked, and why it was created. That's all he wanted really, information. He didn't know what he would do with it, but he was bound to find something to give him a meaningful purpose, right?

"I'm not obligated to take commands from you. But i do apologize for viewing your programming without authorization. I am here to garner knowledge and nothing more. If you allow me to download the language you are written in so a i can read your systems, i will leave, as requested." Data said, saying this politely and in a almost robotic manner. It was quite scary really, especially when taking into account what he used to be.

Q7 takes two steps back, getting some space from the man. "I will not give you my programming language. You will have to take your search for knowledge elsewhere, there is none here for you to find. I hope you have a nice day." With that, Q7 turns and heads down through the stacks of books, trying to get some distance between her and the strange man, not realizing that just moving around isn't enough to get away from whatever Data happens to be now.

And she was walking away, why was she doing that? He just wanted her coding, that's it. Not like he was trying to forcibly take it or anything. Well, Data didn't have anything better to do, so he would continue his pursuit even if it were fruitless. He did a simple edit of himself, changing his speed variable to allow him to catch up to the female without having to go through the trouble of porting after her. In an instant he appeared in front of Quinn yet again, this time leaving behind a trail of techno green you would have to be incredibly quick to actually see.

"Oh come on, it's not like I'm going to do anything with it. I am just curious about how you operate." Data said, some amount of himself cutting through the monotone. He really wasn't trying to do anything hostile, he just saw something he didn't understand, and by god he would keep at it until it was gotten.

Q7 frowns at Data, wondering why he was still following her around after she had said no already, twice in fact. It seemed that he refused to take no for an answer. Ignoring the fact that he wasn't exactly all there right now, since that didn't bother her like it would anyone else. "Why would I ever tell you that? Just because you say you will not do anything with it does not mean you would not change your mind in the future." She didn't mention that it would be the same as signing her soul over for him to control whenever he wanted.

"There are some things that will not happen, no matter how much one wants it to." That being said, she just walks right through him, grabbing a book off of a shelf. Turning to look at him, she tilts her head. "Though I have to ask, are you human? You seem more robotic then I do."

So it seemed Jake wasn't going to get what he was after, but he wasn't going to leave either. He was far to interested in this being to do that. And really, he had nothing better to do. She (it?) would ask if Jake was human, commenting on the fact he sounded a little.....robotic. Well, that was a question he hadn't really thought about. Was he still human? Probably not honestly.

"I was.....now I'm, something else entirely." Data said, not elaborating more then that. After all, her question was was he human, not what he was. Honestly he wouldn't be able to answer that, he didn't know exactly what he was, but he knew he wasn't human. His attention then switched from his thoughts to the android before him, wondering if he should ask any questions as well.

"So....what are you? Who created you? You seem to have sentience, that is a true achievement for an artificial being." Jake noted with a smile. At this point people were starting to look, noticing something wasn't entirely right about the pair.

Q7 nods at his answer, accepting it easily. "That does make sense, since I can see through you." There was the fact that she walked through him, but with what she had seen people do since her birth she had started to treat the weird things as completely normal by this point and has stopped questioning them. Mostly because people refuse to answer her questions, which was why she was in the library right now, doing research.

She grabs another book off of another shelf down a little ways before answering Data, having given up on ignoring him. He wasn't going to go away and she might learn something from the conversation anyway. She turns to face him. "Should you not introduce yourself before anything else? I was taught that one should always be polite."

Well, she accepted that quite easily. Honestly it would probably get boring talking about how Data became what he is now. A long story and one that didn't really matter in the end. Jake didn't really even want to think about before, he had so many other things to think about and learn, going back and looking at that would have been pointless.

It seemed the android didn't answer his question. This one obviously wasn't programmed to do so as many were. Irritating as it was it was rude of him not to introduce himself. Still though....how would he even go about that? Would he use his real name? Would he use the handle Data? It was probably best to do the latter.

"I'm called Data." Jake said, smiling and sticking out his hand for a shake. If he remembered correctly that's how this whole introduction thing was done was done.

Q7 reaches out and shakes Data's hand, wondering how he went from not being there to suddenly being there. She did, after all, just walk through him a moment ago. Maybe he was some special power he had. "Nice to meet you Data, I am classified as Q7P13, you may call me Q7 or Q if that is easier for you."

Q7 didn't see a need to pretend to be human, as Cale told her to do, seeing as how the only reason that this man had appeared before her was because he knew what she really was. Still holding onto Data's hand, she pulls it up and takes a closer look. "How did you suddenly become solid? Logic states that it should not be possible."

"Logic states a lot of things are impossible, Q7P13." Jake said, gently pulling his hand away. In all honesty he didn't know how it was possible, but it likely had something to do with his old bodies technopathic powers. He could solidify and go intangible at any time, most likely because he was nothing but a signal or something though how the solidification worked he didn't know.

"I'm trying to find the answers to questions like that and many others, which lead me to you. Unfortunately, since you won't allow me access to your systems i cannot find anything that may be of use to me. Though....maybe you can tell me a few things. Who created you? And was this creator of yours able to produce an artificial soul?" Jake asked, curious about the latter subject more then anything. It was essentially what he was at this point, and he required that information for a later goal.