10317/Art can be science too!

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Art can be science too!
Date of Scene: 01 March 2022
Location: Meeting Room - GIRL Headquarters
Synopsis: Viv enlists Val to help with her latest art project.
Cast of Characters: Vivian Vision, Valeria Richards




Vivian Vision has posed:
GIRL gets involved in all sorts of scientific endeavors. Some exotic, some dangerous and others just a little bit on the perculiar side. Like today. Where one Vivian Vision has booked out one of the labs for 'sociology research'. The catch all term she uses for any of her 'figuring Humans out' projects.

This particular project doesn't involve baked goods however. Instead she's set up an improvised art studio. With a chair and stand for a sketchbook, curtained off changing area and a stage lit from all angles thanks to the wonders of synthezoid holographic powers.

There's also a large and a small table off to one side. The large one is covered in wooden art dolls in different poses. While the smaller table just has one on it.

Each art doll has a mysterious bar code stuck to the base. Whatever could they mean!

Valeria Richards has posed:
Valeria might have been absent from the lab a while. Or at least GIRL's for a few weeks while she might have gotten caught up in some of her own projects at home. Which often sadly tends to end up being just the girl coming up with something awesome and field expanding but it turns out her dad or Uncle Doom probably already did it.

Plus the complaints of lab funk are not just applied to GIRL. Her room at Four Freedoms Plaza was begging to be aired out.

So that's how Valeria is out, having actually showered and eaten and is in New Jersey, poking her head into the lab Viv booked and seeing the artist's set up and a couple dolls. "Okay. So Modelling. I've never actually done this before I think. Jan would probably have seen to it if I did." she states.

Despite being as much of a socially awkward nerd as anyone else, she is still fits the phenotype most agencies jump on but haven't yet. That is probably sue.

Vivian Vision has posed:
"That's okay," Vivian assures. Doing some final checks to make sure all her art pencils are perfect for use. There's no sign of lab funk here. The synthezoid teen being notoriously tidy. Plus she doesn't need to sweat. "It really isn't very complex. You put on an outfit, of which there are several suitable choices in the changing area, and then stand relatively still in a pose."

She gestures to the table with all the dolls on.

"The small table is the 'warm up' pose. And then you can just pick whichever you'd like to try from the larger selection." The synthezoid shrugs. It's not exactly rocket science. There's no catwalk element and at no point will Valeria have to try turn left.

"I'll handle all the lighting. And you don't even need to be perfectly still as I can compensate for motion. So we can chat about whatever you want to keep your mind occupied while I draw."

Valeria Richards has posed:
Currently Val is dressed pretty comfily. Tight fitting bluejeans and a tee that looks like it should be a football jersey in Fantastic Four colors. Though closer fitting to Valeria's shape the number 4 in white on the front back and shoulders while her surname is stitched above the digit on the back.

"Any preference to what I should pick first?" she asks and smiles as she hmms and goes to at least stretch a little before going and picking an outfit and disappearing as she gets changed.

"I think I can manage staying still for an expended period. I've had a little training here and there." she calls out as she starts to emerge from the changing area in her first costume.

Vivian Vision has posed:
"So long as you feel comfortable that's the important thing," Vivian calls out as Valeria heads into the changing area. There's a whole bunch of different options. More than is necessary for her planned art project. There's a mixture of choices ranging from anime and gaming cosplays through to some fashion picks that probably came from JVD Fashion. Plus a box of props like realistic larp swords.

A lot of the items seem to have been printed in the GIRL fabrication labs. While the outfits happen to be, for the most part, perfectly sized for Valeria. Probably because most members of GIRL have been scanned for space suit fittings at one point or another.

"The doll on the smaller table is the control pose. It shouldn't be difficult to hold or anything." And indeed it's a pretty standard art modelling pose. Chosen so no matter the costume Val picks it should be pretty safe for inclusion in an art portfolio.

"How have you been recently? Engaged in any interesting projects?"

Valeria Richards has posed:
When Valeria emerges it's in one of the simpler cosplays theoretically. The default maid-esque outfit of 2B from Nier: Automata. She even managed to get her hair under one of the wigs and one of her blue eyes hidden under an eyepatch.

The control pose gets a look and a hmmm though as she approaches where she should settle into that test pose, Valeria walks a little awkwardly.

"I admire your dedication to detail. The panties feel like their cutting me in half. And I'm comfortable with my clothes giving me wedgies." she states and chuckles.

"Think turning twenty a fortnight ago added the equivalent number of pounds too!" she further add and laughs at her own expense.

Once she settles in to the first control pose she smiles to Vivian with a nod and a wink. That is totally behind the eyepatch that Val is clearly less used to than skimpy undewear.

"Okay, I defer to the talented Ms Vision's Visions!"

Vivian Vision has posed:
The comment about the clothing causes Viv to glance down at her own outfit. Canary yellow cargo pants and a sensible green sweater top. They'd look rather plain if not for the colour scheme. "That does not sound pleasant," she muses as she settles down on the chair she'd previously prepared. "For all the fabricated items I did run simulations to confirm they'd be okay but.. I suppose I was not factoring in all the relevant data."

As if from thin air the stage lights up. There's a moment while the brightness adjusts until the correct level of backlighting is achieved. Thankfully the first pose is pretty simple. Sword held down and out to one side. One leg slightly infront of the other. A touch on the artistic side but still perfectly reasonable for public display.

"As for your weight... I do not think you've gained a significant amount. Perhaps you are simply feeling a little more self conscious due to the situation?" She begins to make the first few lines of her drawing. Getting a general idea of the shapes onto the page.

Valeria Richards has posed:
"Tight as I wear my clothes I'm usually more about shape than skin. It's Okay Vivian. We've seen worse out in the field when we're doing the Hero thing. I should tell you about some of the stuff Mom wore when she was in her twenties." she says with a giggle. "Right at home in the Hellfire Club." she explains and grins in regards to the old Malice outfit. That doesn't even take the 4 shaped boob window costume into account. The nineteen nineties have a lot to answer for.

At least the practice pose is easy and Vivian is a speedy artist thanks to her synthezoid nature enhancing her physical abilities.

Val would get about as far as stick figures.

"I'm just thinking I'm becoming my mother's daughter. And maybe yeah a little self conscious. Don't think I'll ever be runway material but I don't mind doing this for friends. At least you have Janet's eye for detail and design." she at least warmly compliments.

Vivian Vision has posed:
Vivian Vision is totally not occasionally biting her lip and looking awkward. Not at all. Actually no wait she 100% is doing that.

"I was once told by a friend that it's perfectly normal to see friends in situations like this," she muses. "But she's an Amazon and I am not sure that really tracks with modern American cultural norms. Which more closely aligns with what I experienced in my virtual upbringing."

"As for my eyes. I didn't really use them for the costume design. I simply ran simulations and fed the results into the fabrication units. Then allowed automated systems to produce everything. No real creativity was required." A modest shrug. "Although I suppose I did curate the options. That particular one seemed amusing as a subject becuase the game is about synthetic lifeforms."

She certainly is quick compared to a Human artist. The first drawing taking a modest amount of time. Although still long enough that being in the middle of concentrated light might start to get a little uncomfortable.

"I should have the majority of the first drawing done. So if you want you can take a little walk around, maybe get a glass of water, and pick the pose you think suits you best."

Valeria Richards has posed:
It's probably not lost on Vivians biometric scans that as akward as valeria is with the concept she does seem to not dislike helping Vivian. Maybe even liking it and the situation.

"Well we're getting better at it asd a society I think. What we do for friends and people we're close to or want to be close to is a big jump from doing a thing professionally in front of strangers. And I can at least consider this to be a very safe place for me and this." Valeria reassures the biomechanical maiden. "Can't get much safer than a friend that can throw a punch my Uncle Ben can respect!" she states and smiles as she finally stands straighter and relaxed as she takes that walk first to put the weapon away.

The stiletto heels on her shoes only making her wobble some of the time and wiggle her hips about the same amount when she seems to be adjusting to how much heel she has.

Finally she goes and changes costumes.

The sigh that comes out of the room as she stands on flat feet again is almost palpable but soon she eventually emrges in the next costume.

Emma Frost.

Right down to the corset cutting off her breathing only a little as she is once again in stletto heels and sooo much white leather. The fur lined cape at least feels nice on her shoulders as she picks the next pose that seems suitable for the outfit.

"Wow this is tight!" she says and exaggerates the squish by sounding like the corset and the choker slash collar buckled around Val's neck is suffocating her more than it already is.

Vivian Vision has posed:
"Some ways society is improving. But in others it regretfully remains much the same. AI rights are still as far from reality as ever," Vivian laments. Finishing up the first drawing while Valeria wobbles around in the first costume. "In hindsight that skirt needs a weighted hemline to stop it swishing so much."

By the time Valeria has picked out a new costume Viv is just about ready for the experimental portion. Can you learn about a person based on what kind of pose they pick? Probably. Is it likely to be a scientific breakthrough? Probably not.

"I... I'm not sure that was a costume," she says blinking a few times. And giving proof that synthezoids can indeed blush. "I am sure there is probably a whole outer layer missing. I can check to see if we have it somewhere...?"

"And for the record I wouldn't generally hit someone with super durability. I'd phase and apply pressure to a major artery until they blacked out. Regardless of how tough someone is they usually will need oxygenated blood in their brain to function."

Valeria Richards has posed:
The position she takes could just as easily fit something more martial artsy but with the assumed and classic look of the White Queen, whom is not that much older than Valeria herself it takes only a slight adjustment of her hands to go from maybe firing a Ki blast to psychic shenannigans.

"I don't think Emma ever worse this while I've been to the Hellfire Club. " she states and leans forwards with apretty drastic arch in her back, one leg set back while her cap is swept to one side so as much of Valeria in costume can be seen.

Her hands settle with one out in front of her like she's discharing a blast with opera gloves covering her fingers and further to her toned bicep. The other hand by her temple like she's focusing her psychic energy. A wicked grin held on her features like she's winning and dominating her confrontations.

"I saw the Amazonian costume. That is a vote of confidence if ever I got one!" she giggles and soon resumes the more evil Dominatrix look. "The safe word is Heuristic" she jokes.

"And subtle is always nice but don't discount a big huge haymaker. Being showy and powerful can be a huge intimidation factor." she points out a little more sagefully.

Vivian Vision has posed:
Vivian Vision tilts her head to one side. Then puts her art pencils down and turns ostensibly to fix her hair but mostly to just recover her composure.

"Being showy... Yes I can see that's an approach you'd prefer," she ponders. It's certainly clear Valeria's upbringing was influenced by her Uncle Doom. "I actually went to Themyscira one time. People didn't dress up especially formally but I don't think anyone was just walking around undressed. Or if they did it was on a part of the island we weren't shown."

The lighting adjusts. An all white costume needing different illumination than the first costume.

"Could I ask you a question? Which might be a bit personal but I assure you will be kept in strict confidence.."

Valeria Richards has posed:
"Togas and what looks like minidresses when it's not that battle armor you got in there for me." Valerie says with a smile. "Pretty nice grecian mixed with a little modern thought in some of the designs. No way they let fashion stagnate. And you know we've all seen the Wonder Ladies on the news if not met them. Titan stuff for Nadia as example." she states while the light shifts and amaxingly only wobbles minimally on those spike heels.

"Question. Umm, sure ask away!" the blonde dressed like another blonde permits with a little nod of her head. Though she does roll it and stretch her neck every now and again.

"We've got more than enough stuff we're keeping quiet already Viv, I trust your encyprtion protocols a whole lot!" she reassures.

Vivian Vision has posed:
"I'm just curious what drew you to this combination of outfit and pose?" Viv wonders, picking up the pencils again when she's sure she can continue without distractions. "Is it based on what sort of thing you'd like to wear but don't feel comfortable in? Or are you picking something that's drastically different for the purpose of a modelling persona?"

She starts drawing.

"I have to admit... some of the options were only intended to provoke conversations. I sort of assumed you would select something a little less... little."

She blinks a few times then adds "Which is not a complaint. I am merely seeing a side of you I did not expect to see."

Valeria Richards has posed:
The Pose of the psychic attack is held and Valeria gets her isometric and almost yoga ish workout in with her arms held up and out while her spine is still arched and that backside is stuck pushed out and barely covered. At least it's not a thong. The stockings as white as the rest of the outfit and allowing tone and shape to show through instead of any skin tone while those shoes with their spike heel and platformed toes add some height to an already above average young woman.

"Would it be logical to you if I said both Viv? I've been in the public eye since I was well for ever. So I know there's an expectation of how I should look. But a lot of those expectations are for someone that's still a child. So yeah I could never feel confident wearing this stuff in public. Which is a pain because yeah. I feel powerful as heck in this right now. Breathing aside and the risk to my anhkles." she explains and grins.

"And a result, yeah for the sake of modelling different I'm totally taking a chance. Safe environment after all. If I wore this on the street and got caught on camera. It's stress my family doesn't need. So discrete as we are. I don't think anyone here would really complain if I walked around the lab but not all the time. I liked where my ribcage used to me! But I'll be happy to be back in lightly buttcrack hugging uniforms and jeans as well." she says and lets out a laugh. But she does doublecheck the door since that is usually the moment of being jinxed and someone comes in and has their WTF moment.

"I'll definitely do this again if you want though!" she adds warmly.

Vivian Vision has posed:
"Humans are rarely logical," Vivian says with a sigh. "But there is a certain sense to it. People expect you to look and act in a certain way. And the fame your family has prevented you from exploring in a normal manner?" She nods to herself. "I suppose even I am guilty of thinking you'd present yourself in a certain way."

"As for feeling powerful I doubt you'd feel quite the same way if you were posing for a normal Human artist. That cloak and the lighting would get unbearably hot. And white is not a flattering colour to perspire in."

Thankfully she can remotely control the climate /and/ works much faster. So that is unlikely to be an issue. Also she's got mental control over the door and can view every security camera in the building. So people walking in... Well she's fully prepared. There's even a sign on the door.

"I never really considered that this could be enjoyable for the people modelling. But if you're having fun I see no reason why I couldn't request your help again some time. You could even prepare your own selection of outfits."

Valeria Richards has posed:
"With fame yeah. People react in certain ways to certain stimuli. If I wore any of this stuff on the street the front page of the Daily Bugle, both the dead tree and the website would be up in how I'm having a a break down or I'm about to go super villian just mike my god father." Val explains. "Let alone every other media outlet trying to come up with something that would probably put my mental health in doubt." she points out further.

"It also extends to other reactions too. I know you prefer women romantically. I expect that if that was announced to the world most people would be all meh now. Which is actually a huge advance in our society. If I announced my own attraction to women. The world would think I'm the bravest woman on the planet." Val says and stands straighter to stretch and then leans over to bend her spine the opposite direction and get some life back into it before she wobbles slowly and carefully again to the changing area.

"And if you want to know for certain. Yes I actually am Vivian!" she calls out cheerfully.

Another loud sigh and a huge loud intake of breath is inhaled as she can use her internal organs once more.

At least the next costume is more comfortable. The Amazonian armor is shown off as the blonde comes back out, hopping on one leg as she works on one of her shin guards and sandals. The other all in place but she might actually be extra eager to wear this stuff compared to the other outfits.

Vivian Vision has posed:
"If you wore that in the street the police would arrest you for public indecency," Vivian points out earnestly. "As for my romantic preferences... Synthezoids have no legal rights. So I have bigger concerns than people disapproving of my choices. Generally I'd be happy if they stopped assuming I wished to take over the world and destroy all Humans."

The Amazon costume that was available is, much like the cosplay costume, largely built within GIRL inspired by various Amazon designs. It's more of a costume piece, using light weight modern replacements instead of Amazon steel, but it certainly looks the part.

"Taking over the world would be so much trouble. I'd never find any time for my studies... As for that information regarding your romantic preferences. I am unsure what to make of it. Although I must confess I'm happy you felt comfortable telling me though."

Valeria Richards has posed:
"Oof, this thing is gonna chafe!" Val states and grins as she looks down at just how closely molded to her figure the chest piece is. Inside at least. The outside is close but it also gives Valeria a whole set of abdominal muscles that both the blonde and Viv know the blonde has not done enough crunches for.

"To be honest. You'd get a few folks lining up to be all quislings and turncoats." she sayswith a wink and shakes that leg she just finished fastening her sandles on. This earlier hopping probably provided more of a view than expected but the occasional measure of accuracy had engaged the ned inside Valeria and the sometimes lacking social knowledge.

"For Alexander wept. For there were no more worlds to conquer!" Val quotes and grabs a gladius and a suitably Amazonian shield. The pose for this out fit is relatively easy in theory.

The position mean to look like she's coming down from a jump to attack with a stabbing motion. One knee up and moving the plates of her armored skirt around while her sword arm thursts and her shield arm is almost wrenched back behind her in a manner that if she attacked like that she'd be a pincushion in zero seconds flat. But damn if it wouldn't be cinematic if she landed it.

Vivian Vision has posed:
"I think for real combat protection they tend to avoid the muscle effects," Vivian muses. Busying herself with putting the other drawings away safely after Valeria starts hopping around trying to sort out her costume. "You see the lines in the metal catch attacks and divert them into you rather than away. Making it much less protective."

She doesn't yet turn back to her pad of paper.

"You know a quisling sounds very much like it belongs in Harry Potter."

"And are you sure you don't need a glass of water first? The metal may feel cold at first but it's a lot heavier than cloth. The last thing I want is for you to pass out. I don't want to think about how much trouble I'd be in with your family."

Valeria Richards has posed:
"Yeah, at least with actual armor that the romans wore it was pretty just segmented piecesc and stuff. The showy pecs and abs were probably just for the more vain officers and stuff and moderm artists probably ran with it." Valeria guesses from all that time studying sociology and ancient cultures.

"That said. I ditch the chest and skirt for one of those tunic minidress things Themiscyran's wear. Not far from stuff I wore in my earlier teens. Armor gauntlets and boots in Doom style. I should consider going back to that maybe. At least swear the armor with my usual uniforms." she ponders curiously.

"At least my forcefield tech does a better job of deflecting attacks. This stuff might as well be a a target. Uncle Doom would roll his eyes." she states and grins as Viv draws once more.

Vivian Vision has posed:
When Viv resumes drawing there's a certain degree of additional awkwardness to it. Although perhaps it's hard to tell over all the regular awkwardness she has around people. "Forcefields do have plenty of uses," she agrees. "But physical protection can also have value for situations when someone can bypass the energy field. It's why I've been taking hand to hand combat lessons. I can't just rely upon my phasing to dodge all attacks. Eventually someone will be able to hit a phasing target and I'll be in trouble."

"As for Doctor Doom... He would likely roll his eyes at anything less than a remote controlled robot army."

"But please don't make one of those. As I said earlier people already quote the Terminator at me more than I'd like." She slowly starts to resume normal drawing operations. "I wouldn't be shocked if there was a psychological element to the armour design. If you look like you're moulded out from metal it'll scare people. After all education was not exactly as sophisticated in the ancient eras."

Valeria Richards has posed:
"I'm pondering solutions to that. I'm the only member of my family to not have powers. Well practical exteranlly applicable powers. And being the youngest of the kids I still get told to stay home a lot." Val states and she occasionally has to adjust her armer in places when it gets a little uncomfortable just breathing in it.

"It's the armoring design. Not much I can come up with thematically that is original these days. Safest option for looks. Thing Suit. I even have the rings in the pocket of my jeans to activate in a pinch. But still derivative. And at least with Doom Style, it's only that really if I wore the mask." she states and makes a scrunched up dour expression with her features.

"And don't worry. I only have Pierre in my room and he still mostly just works in my lab. We're mostly equipped for building HERBIES anyway." she goes on as she balances on one leg still. Sword held out in thrust, shield counterbalancing the other direction like a flourishing followthrough.

"At this stage, if I went sleek and close to the family uniform. It'd just look like Stark Armor in blue." she again sadly details.

Vivian Vision has posed:
"You could make something remote operated," Vivian suggests, leaning out from around the sketch pad. "And then it could comform to any design principle and not be restricted to a Humanoid form. That would open up plenty of design choices that are currently under represented."

Except for the minor flaw of it probably looking far more like it was made by a supervillain than a hero.

"I try to help people by not fighting as much as I can. Violence doesn't really improve the situation. It just stops an in-progress disaster from escalating right that moment. It could eventually lead to things getting /worse/."

"There are plenty of superheroes who have no powers. And few, if any, of them are as mentally gifted as you. I would offer to help you learn self defense skills but I expect you already have an abundance of more qualified people to teach you."

Valeria Richards has posed:
"Telepresence has it's own problems. Building a Mecha is pretty cool though. But neither are good enough at fine control for my liking" the explaination comes from Val.

"I get the non violent thing. And honestly that's my goal. But I also hate being left out of things. I know my brain and my hands bring a lot to the table. But I'm not the only one that can solve big brain problems so being redundant sucks. Let alone watching all my friends and family jump in harms way to protect the world, protect me." she says and lets a bunch of her worries out all at once.

"So at least being able to throw down and keep up is nice. I can pay it forward." she states and pouts. "When you're a precision driver but what's needed is a ratchet driver." she adds a shrug.

Vivian Vision has posed:
"I do not always get to join in with missions the Titans go on," Vivian admits. "And there are certain situations where my nature makes me a liability for my friends if I try involve myself." Like Ultron. Her families one relative that no one wants to have visit. "So I can understand some of what you are feeling."

"At least you can involve yourself in the space exploration work we're doing," she offers brightly. "That is still extremely dangerous. However it's the sort of danger your family will find it harder to reasonably prevent you from encountering."

The synthezoid begins adding some of the finishing touches to the drawing. A few motion lines to imply the movement. Lighting effects on the metal surfaces.

"I expect this is probably quite different to proper modelling. But I hope assisting with my self improvement project was an enjoyable experience for you."

Valeria Richards has posed:
"Still feels crappy watching people you like get hurt while you're on the sidelines mathing. Mission Control can be a diferent kind of harrowing. Double when it's someone that is also family in whichever way it comes to be." Val finally puts her foot down in the more literal sense.

"Well the danger about space exploration is often environmental. So making sure we've got everthing we could need on the ship is pretty vital. I expect Dad will probably go over the ship and everything on it with a fine tooth comb before we launch." she states and sheathes the sword and sets it and the shield down.

"I think maybe if it was proper modelling you be telling me to shut up or lose five pounds a bit more frequently. Then enjoying my sobbing." she states with a small laugh.

Vivian Vision has posed:
Vivian Vision shakes her head. "Oh not at all. I wouldn't feel the need to request for you make any changes," she informs matter-of-factly. "I happen to think you look very appealing." There's a pause and then she adds "In hindsight that sounds a lot more like I am flirting than I intended."

She blinks, clearly not because she needs to, but more for the effect.

"Strangely I am often acting as Mission control. My ability to link into computer systems means I can be in the field and providing long distance support. Both roles are equally important! So you should not sell yourself short."

Valeria Richards has posed:
"Don't let me stop you flirting Viv, with me or any other girl. It's sweet! And it helps you are very well designed too!" The blonde says with a much more deliberately flirty tone for the synthezoid girl.

With her arms and hands free Val happily walks off and stretches out after that extended isomentric work, rolling her shoulders in windmills forwards and backwards.

"No one's called be short in years. Those spike heels in the last two costumes made me feel like a giant. And with that corset I probably should use an oxygen tank next time I have the courage to dress up like that!" she says and giggles. "That's needing Sherpa guide altitudes." she states and raises a hand high above her head to indicate the extra height.

Vivian Vision has posed:
Vivian Vision looks down, then back up at Valeria and opens her mouth. Then closes it again and blushes. "I.. don't really know a lot about what is and isn't flirting or what the social rules behind it are," she admits. "It's not really something which is well documented. And the information I was created with is not entirely reliable."

"As for height you're taller than me. I am unsure if I'm even going to grow any taller." A frown. "Not that I really mind being this height. I don't really miss out on anything by not being tall. In the event my line of sight gets blocked I can engage my holographic systems and perform a three dimensional scan of the area around me."

"When you say have the courage it makes me curious. Did you find it embarrasing?"

Valeria Richards has posed:
"Umm I'm no expert on the matter, but the big rule I think I figured out is to just be friendly with the compliments and don't be too overt about your attractions and generally kinda don't expect it to go any further most of the time. I mean. We're both attracted to women and I wouldn't discount some of the other girls and women here but that's not a sure bet. We're still a  minorityand I'm even less experienced than I am with boys." That last boyfriend was a spectaculat train wreck.

"And your height is fine Viv, you're about average for a human woman anyway. Same height as mom!" The human woman points out. "I'm barely above average in flat feet. Jan and Nadia don't count cause their size depends on mood and that can depend on how much Jan has railed." she says with a chuckle though she's definitely not disapproving. Self medication outside legal means can often be more effective than therapy and presciption drugs. But not always in Nadia's case.

Vivian Vision has posed:
"That seems perfectly reasonable," Viv agrees. "I tend to avoid trying to calculate events too far into the future. It's a waste of processing power and it's almost impossible to influence events to guarantee the outcome."

"When you spend a lot of time at Titans Tower you'll understand that average is generally on the smaller side. But do not worry I am not self concious about my height. Actually in general I am comfortable with everything about my construction. Except for my flight speed. That is something I could improve."

She does a quick security systems check to make sure Janets lawyers aren't in the building. Just to be safe. "While I am happy for you to complete a feedback questionnaire sadly of the improvements I'd be able to make I do not think medication would be an option."

Valeria Richards has posed:
"It's safer yeah. Make friends first. Girlfriends might come later." Valeria states with what little lesbian relationship experience she can claim.

"Like I said before you are exceptionaly well designed. And a high flight speed isn't really needed except maybe for dodging or catching someone in a fall. For long distance you can always call one of us for a ride. I've got a Fantasticar right now if you wanna head to the Tower and catch some wind in your hair! But we can look at upgrades for the flight systems when you're ready. So that's my feedback and counter offer." the blonde says and hears a beep from the changing area.

"Unh think that's my queue to head back home. Uncle Ben's making chilli and while I love it we are not so experimental with our food." she says with a tone of mock disappointment. "Just a heads up..." she says and lingers just before disappearing.

"I'm gonna have to keep parts of the first two outfits. somethings should never be recycled for others to wear." she points out and slips out of sight to get changed into her normal clothes once more and head home quite happy.