Some mysteries were meant to stay mysteries. Because she had way too much fun with her project.

"That issue could still be bypassed by programming a list of those approved to give commands. This? It has a higher chance of destroying your weapon."

"I wanted to see what kind of tools are made here," she mused, looking over the design. "It would be easier to plant chips into a creatures head to force control than whatever this is."

Really? That's the best he can do? Honestly...

Ahem. ♡ this to find out who all is on her (test subject) list

//I would like to main... ... ly dissect him for research purposes-

//I should not unleash Athena on the Marvel verse. She would be like a kid in a candy store.

//I encourage people to try to kill Athena. Let me explain. You can't.

Giant rock creature? She must obtain it for her research! (Ma'am, that is a whole person with autonomy)

//same to you!

A few more days, a few more fifteens being used for research. She finally replicated that woman's power without her soldiers crumbling in on themselves. She's been monitoring them, focusing more on their survivability than trying to find a way to control this odd power. Honestly, she's more (+)

//The entire Aphrodite Protocol (except Ares) is pretty

She's no longer going to support Trask Industries. The tech is so primitive that it caused her mental pain.

//dry heats are the worst, though

//there's hardly been any wind up here so it feels even worse than normal

//as a girly from the south who moved north Screw this heat.

A wise choice. She would hate to raze all of his hard work to the ground because he couldn't see her as a potential friend, after all.

She's quite interested in scientific developments, actually. It would be interesting to see what people of this era can manage with so little.

Organic weaponry? Now that is interesting. Perhaps she could take a look?

Ah- It's a lot more primitive than she was expecting...

Oh! He thinks she means to buy it... No, she was just going to take it. The tech looked interesting.

That look seemed guarded, almost disappointed. Athena was surprised, quickly brushing the thought away. She left the other to rest, determined to return to her work quickly.

Imagine if she took over Trask Industries.

Despite the brief moment of softness, Athena's gaze was more analytical than anything. She reached over, tapping a couple of buttons on the inside of the pod. "These control the temperature. You will be safe here while you rest."

Affection... It wasn't something her and her siblings were granted. They were soldiers, assassins... They were designed to be gods when the world ended. She's stopping her work for now, effortlessly scooping the other up and carrying her to a spare pod to sleep in. Cover open, of course.

Freezing. What is this? Why? What purpose does this serve?

//Yes, Char. You can either recruit or fight Athena

Honestly, it would be easy to simply erase or overwrite that one gene. It's just a bit of biological code. But taking someone's natural born gift like that... She let out a sigh, leaning back in her chair, rubbing her eyes for the fifth time that day.

Dealing with genetics is not an easy task. She had to modify one of her fifteens, twisting what little DNA she had to perfectly replicate Rogue's talents. Each one failed. One after the other, her modified fifteens began to drop like flies. The frustration of failure was beginning to overshadow

She observed, glancing at a blinking portion of her screen, the fifteen's vitals dropping. After a moment, she spoke up. "That should be enough. And you," she looked at the fifteen, "go run diagnostics on yourself and repair as needed." She pulled up the results of the sample, her eyes (+)

"It'll be fine. I can analyze it better this way. Fifteens can always be repaired if need be as well."

Hm... Some of the fifteens have been malfunctioning. Has a virus been introduced to their system?

//Fix number two because I'm apparently brain dead lmao. This is Athena with her Fifteens (or XV). They're not fives, they're not nines. I will be fixing this going forward

"I see," she mused before gesturing to the fifteen (because of course her writer forgot the soldiers are fifteens and not nines). "Please demonstrate for me."

//I finished my collection of deddy bears. Just in time for my birthday

//The IX series was also created to be soldiers/assassins/leaders. A tragic lot

She is now carefully returning Jerry to @thesh0cker.bsky.social after a night of snuggles. Fully brushed and with neatly trimmed claws.

Turning away. "You can pick him up at noon."

"Confiscated."

"Confiscated." She might return him soon.

"He has been confiscated." She's already giving Jerry the good ear scritches.

"Again, another difference. You believe yourself a god, I AM a god."

"I will do with him as I please."

"I am confiscating Jerry for scientific purposes." Snuggles. Jerry is being taken for snuggles.

"Then your way was flawed. As a god, I assure you my civilization will prosper."

"You're quite mouthy for someone so easily erasable."

As if on cue, a nine, looking eerily similar to Athena, stepped in with a can of coke and a basic turkey sandwich on a tray. Athena, in the meantime, took one of the vials and inserted it into the computer, letting it analyze the sample. "So, tell me about your power? I'll need to know if I'm (+)

//clearly an act of revenge after I yelled first