<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/9a/ac/13/9aac13acec7d0c12801da6ae61f4ab48.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Arik Soong<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Starfleet Academy, his old office<br/><strong>Tagging/Mentioning:</strong>N/A<br/><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong>None<br/><br/>Arik let his positronic matrix wander for a little while, replaying some memories of his friend in real time. Sure, he could access them instantly at any time, but again this was a time where sometimes consuming something like a human would simply added to the experience, and he felt like the memories deserved the reverence of the time given rather than simply a few nanoseconds of processing power. The events on the Thomas Paine still had a profound effect on him, easily the most complex thing to ever happen to him, and it being the first time he had truly dialed up his emotions only added to the confusing mix in his head even though it was now well in the past.<br/><br/>He was still staring down at the box when his door chime rang, and he quickly straightened himself up as he announced for his guest to enter, the doors whooshing open quickly. The man who stepped into his officer, however, quite surprised the android, his eyes widening slightly as he immediately recognized one of the most well known figures in the fleet. Even without being an android he would have known the man's service record, or at least large chunks of it - almost everybody knew of Captain Picard and the immense amount of work he had done for the Federation and even the entire galaxy, really.<br/><br/>"Captain Picard!" Arik said, part exclamation of surprise and part greeting. His eyes took in the man and his uniform, quickly noting that the man still seemed lively despite his age, an age that for most humans meant retirement quite soon. Captain Picard, on the other hand, still to be going quite strong. Arik had always admired the man thanks in large part to the information he had gleaned from Data's starlogs and the information his predecessor had transferred to B-4, part of which became Arik's. Throughout their years together the Captain had always treated Data as one of his crew, even a friend and confidant, helping to teach him and lead him. Never having met the man, Arik still respected him possibly more than anybody else.<br/><br/>He quickly reached out to shake the offered hand, shaking it with a confident grip that had taken the android some time to perfect. "Yes, I am Arik Soong," he said, "And I can't begin to tell you how good it is to meet you, Captain. You are practically a legend, not just to Starfleet but to... my kind." It felt odd to say it, since he was officially perhaps the only one of his kind, but he was now the third generation of such things, so in his own way he supposed he did indeed have a 'kind'. "Please," he added, "Sit down. What do I owe this visit to?" He gestured for Picard to take the comfortable seat across from his desk and then moved to sit down as well, grabbing the box of mementos and gently setting it down next to his desk so it wouldn't be in their way.