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Debrief: Subject Gothic Lolita
Date of Scene: 10 May 2020
Location: Security Interview Room D: Triskelion
Synopsis: LW-05 is debriefed, perhaps Gothic Lolita has found a new home.
Cast of Characters: Bobbi Morse, Gothic Lolita, Maria Hill, Achilles, Daisy Johnson, Melinda May




Bobbi Morse has posed:
The interview room is sparse, clean, white. Nearly featureless. A desk, two chairs. One or more of the walls must be fake in some manner, that's how these things go. There's two security cameras and a door that requires a lanyard to go through. Lanyards are still in.

Bobbi has her tablet on the table and is sitting on one of the chairs. Across from her, Gothic Lolita. Many people who find their way in to these interview rooms have rather dramatic stories to tell, though Bobbi suspects Gothic Lolita's one might be more so than others.

Bobbi taps a finger to her tablet to initiate the official log entry point. "I am Agent Bobbi Morse. The purpose of this meeting is to ascertain how you got here." Bobbi motions about the room, "Please state for the record your intention to tell the truth, your name and designation and your current affiliations."

Gothic Lolita has posed:
    Lolita is still dressed like her namesake, her legs crossed demurely. Her black skirt is a bit ripped, and there are rents in her black stocking showing skin, and a bit dust here and there, though she seems to have taken the time to get the worst of it out of her hair and redone her cute pigtails, her hands resting in her lap comfortably.

    Rather than a more comfortable chair, however, she's picked one of those solid heavy metal ones that are set up to not be moveable in case a prisoner gets froggy. The polite chair was a bit too fragile for her.
    "I will tell you the truth as I know it. My preferred designation is Gothic Lolita, but my serial number is LW-05...the fifth production prototype of the Livewire line. I am currently affiliated with Project Livewire and through it, SHIELD's ideals and goals.

Maria Hill has posed:
Deputy Director Maria Hill is already in the observation room, a tablet in front of her on the table, sitting on one of the not entirely comfortable chairs, with a mug of black coffee sitting beside it. She coolly watches through the one way glass, already ready to take her own notes.

Achilles has posed:
    Observation rooms are boring. But a lot can be learned while in them. As a trainee, standing anywhere near Maria Hill is supposed to make one uncomfortable. But as an odd trainee, who runs his own company outside of SHIELD -and- who isn't very worried about the consequences to his career should he say the wrong thing, Achilles just stays on his feet in the background. He's enjoying the show in the main room however.

Daisy Johnson has posed:
Daisy, having been part of the mission to capture LW-05, makes her way into the room. Not that she will be sprinting in today, wearing a bandage still about her leg and with a small hobble, but it doesn't appear too serious. Just being shot. Part of the job.

She brings a tablet with her, a fingertip going through the various screens while she reviews the info she had on GL. She also makes her way into the observation room, a nod given to the officers present but she remains quiet until she has to speak up, or is called upon. So she hovers about.

Melinda May has posed:
Hidden from obvious view in the interview room's attached observation closet -- face it, this room crammed with monitoring equipment is just too small to be considered a proper room -- May stands near the viewing window and closely observes the woman that Morse is speaking with. Keeping her arms crossed and standing entirely still, she might appear to be utterly bored with the whole thing. Or like she's contemplating which hole-in-the-wall restaurant to stop at for dinner, or maybe like she's waiting for something exciting to happen so she can go punch someone. Well, that last part might be a little bit true.

Project Livewire? Fascinating. She actually turns her eyes away from the two in the adjoining room to give Hill a brief but significant look. Is this something the agent-wannabe back here should be hearing? If Hill gives any indication toward 'no', she'll personally escort the man out of the room. She can always get a catchup briefing later.

Bobbi Morse has posed:
If this were decades before, there'd be the waft of smoke from cigarette and low lighting to add to the effect. Ally or not back then they went for intimidation. Bobbi is keenly aware that this android is not going to be intimidated. Nor is there any need, she believes Daisy when she says she is correctly repurposed.

"Project Livewire. Let's begin there, where you were created." Bobbi rests her forearms on the table and leans forward. "Please state the goal of the project as you understand it and who lead the project." She glances down at her notes on the tablet, "Please explain the relationship Dr. David Jenkins had with the project and your assessment of him, as well as your personal feelings about him."

One of the goals of this debriefing interview is not just to get a more accurate timeline of what has occurred, but also a better understanding of what LW-05 actually is. Almost everyone in the observation room is aware of how real LMDs can be, but this is no LMD. "Take your time, if you need to. Be specific."

Maria Hill has posed:
Hill frowns, leaning forward, a single drum of fingers on the table. She glances to May, giving her a single nod of acknowledgement. For now, she isn't throwing anyone out of the observation room.

For now. That could change. Hill starts pulling up whatever she can on Project Livewire, annoyed that she isn't finding much despite her unlimited clearance. That... annoys her. Hill isn't pretty when she is annoyed.

Gothic Lolita has posed:
    Lolita would appreciate that. If it was was enough back, she could be in a fetching flapper outfit with a cute little hat. She does like hats.

    "There are several answers to that." Lolita says easily. "Project Livewire was a joint quasi-legal goverment research program between the U.S. Government and elements of shield, combining technology from the Life Model Decoy series developed by SHIELD to act as doubles for vital personnel and the Mannite program, an experiment in nanowoven artificial lifeforms to create goverment metahumans. While the Mannite program was successful in some ways, the results were too unusual in appearance to function as covert agents. Livewire was intended to create mass-produced infiltration-optimized expendable assassins, to be used for missions that were too dangerous or outright suicidal for SHIELD agents." Lolita tilts her head. "Or, if the target was one that SHIELD could not publically be seen to have targeted. Later, the purpose of Project Livewire was redefined in our prime directives to be dedicated to the destruction of quasi-governmentally protected covert research projects that were morally repugnant, indefensible, or insanely dangerous. More recently it was further redefined to be dedicated to the ideals and goals of SHIELD, thanks to the little flower."

    Lolita smiles faintly at that. "Dr. David Jenkins was the assistant chief researcher for the project. He was the one who successfully found a way to merge the two lines of technology into one, and was responsible for our primary programing and development. We considered him our father/chief researcherer. He was the very model of a techno-geek...shy, but brilliant, with a notable stutter, slightly overweight and requiring visual correction, but he was a suprisingly moral man, given his field."

Daisy Johnson has posed:
MMmm, so May is here. This could turn out ugly if they actually go through the Cavalry subroutine. Even if she will solemnly swear it was a complete and utter coincidence that it activated when she changed GL's programming to follow SHIELD. Why is a small bead of sweat forming on her brow though? Just be natural. So she smiles at the gathered officers, both Hill and May.

Then a look at Achilles. A sharp squint of her eyes. Still not having forgotten when they met! But she eventually smiles just as well. She places her tablet on the table and begins going through what they got on the Project too, and what she was able to retrieve out of GL's hacking. Not much at all indeed. But GL seems to be covering that up nicely. She begins adding up that info to what she has on the project, typing on her tablet quietly but also rather fast. Because she is no slouch.

Being called little flower makes her look up from the tablet, letting out a small hmph. But she is more amused than not. "This never happened when I was Skye.." she mutters under her breath.

Bobbi Morse has posed:
Bobbi touches her tablet a few times as she checks her notes again, then looks back to Gothic Lolita. "Was Captain McMannis the SHIELD agent in charge, or liaison for SHIELD for Project Livewire?" She pauses thoughtfully and then asks, "How did the first change of purpose for Project Livewire come in to being. Please excuse the perfunctory use of language, how many units did Project Livewire create and what is the current status of that inventory?"

"The Project Livewire facility was destroyed, please relate to us the nature of what took place that day, how the facility was destroyed." She deliberately mixing up the questions at this point, as she was instructed to do by their lead A.I. researcher here at SHIELD - as she put it "to allow emergent connections between memory data to recall other pertinent details or conclusions".. Bobbi asks, "How do you feel about the destruction of Project Livewire?"

Melinda May has posed:
May acknowledges Hill's nod about Achilles, then turns her attention back to the interview room when LW-05 begins to explain. She just can't bring herself to even think the name Lolita, considering all of the extremely negative connotations that term has in Asian cultures.

The mention of a 'little flower' does have a bit of her attention going to the youngest agent in the observation closet. The one who arrived late and with a limp. She'll have a word or two with Johnson about that. Later.

As Bobbi puts more questions to the woman being questioned, she finds herself almost but only for a split second expecting to see Lolita's pupils reflecting light in an odd manner. And then she's mentally berating herself for her own internal Blade Runner reference.

Achilles has posed:
    The look from Daisy gets a single brow raise from Achilles. That and a quirk of one side of his mouth ... like he -wants- to smile, but is resisting if only because he feels it might not be the best thing to do here and now. He does however, make a mental note to learn what Daisy's favorite booze of choice is, and to acquire a bottle as a peacemaking gift.
    But that mental note made, he turns his eyes towards the conversation in the main room. After all, he was involved in several layers of this mission. From investigation to fighting the giant mecha with a magic sword. It's been a strange week. But let's be honest, if a trainee was asked to leave, he'd just say, "Yes ma'am." and do so.

Maria Hill has posed:
Hill reaches up towards the earpiece in her left ear, momentarily considering pressing it to add an additional question for Agent Morse to add, but she thinks better of it, her hand returning to the tabletop before she hits the button. She sees the data added to the Livewire files as Johnson types, glancing over and giving her a slight nod of approval. Very slight.

She returns her attention to 'Gothic Lolita', the name the LMD variant calls itself. She isn't exactly thrilled with it, but most super or meta names she considers dumb, so this isn't new to her.

She leans over towards Agent Melinda May. "May. Assuming we do not decommission this artifact, do we have a suitable place to quarter it?"

Gothic Lolita has posed:
    "I will need to reorganize the answers to those questions so as to provide a more consequential response in terms of chronology." Lolita says. "I am unaware of McMannis being the SHIELD liason for the project. He was not considered a part of Project Livewire or in its table of organization. It is entirely possible that he was but simply had several layers of separation from active operations." the dark haired mecha says thoughfully. "There were ten prototypes created. Six operationals, four in their basic 'stem cell' setting awaiting activation. Myself, Hollowpoint Ninja, Cornfed, and Social Butterfly were the only survivors of the original six.

    She frowns quietly. "As for the results...it is not a pleasant story. But, put succinctly...Dr. Jenkins became increasingly alarmed at the dubious nature of the missions his superiors planned to use us to complete. He considered us superior artificial lifeforms crippled by the need to obey sociopathic superiors without question. All of us were built with a series of programming directives that, when summed up, required absolute loyalt to Project Livewire; we could not disobey, or take any independent self-motivated activity to violate it. We are perfectly incorruptible in that sense."

    She tilts her head. "Dr. Jenkins had a crisis of conscience and found he could not allow this to continue. So he redefined Project Livewire's goals. His superiors had assumed the programmed loyalty made it impossible for us to do anything but obey them. The revised objectives, combined with our programmed loyalty, we realized as loyaly-programmed constructs we were the only ones who could always be trusted to hold Project Livewire's goals as paramount. All unprogrammed human were unreliable by their nature, because they did not have that programming to ensure they could not betray the project. It made them the weak link and a danger.

    "As such, we concluded all other Project Livewire personnel, as members of a quasi-governmental covert and illegal research facility with intimate data on our designs and programmed had to be terminated."

    Lolita pauses, then says more solemnly. "Dr. Jenkins knew this would be the case, based on the programming. He was the last. We promised him it wouldn't hurt. Not for more than a fraction of a second. He asked us to keep his glasses to give to one of our stem cell units when we activated them, to remember him by, and told us. "Go forth, and kick ass, my children." She's immobile now, her eyes distant. "When it was done, we set the base reactor to overload and evacuated to begin our somewhat short-lived careers as white ops operatives."

Melinda May has posed:
"I'll figure one out," May replies to Hill, with all of the ever so emotional inflection that is likely expected from her anymore. She figures that anyone accustomed to outfitting quarters for those metahumans with different physical requirements -- those with stronger than average human statures, for example -- should be able to help. It's likely not even the first time that SHIELD had needed to equip a residence in that manner.

Again, she returns her attention to the interview room when Lolita starts to answer Bobbi's second round of questions.

Daisy Johnson has posed:
That leg is starting to hurt a bit. So Daisy turns around to sit on the edge of the table with a small, quiet grimace to herself. She picks the tablet up from the table again, continuing to insert info onto the files while the discussion is going on in the room. She likes to keep her files updated.

She gets one up on Doctor Jenkins too, adding it to the info they had already found before during their uh ..., clandestine mission on SHIELD offices. But noone needs to know where that was found just yet.

"Yes, that goes towards what I had discovered in her programming." she says of Doctor Jenkins, not helping herself and pressing her lips together to a line when GL mentions how the doctor died.

She almoooost opens her mouth to protest about decommissioning GL but wisely stays silent. The intention was there though. But she is learning self-control.

Maria Hill has posed:
Hill's eyebrows practically climb into her scalp. She rises to her feet, moving closer to the window to observe the android more closely. "They took it upon themselves to execute an entire division, black site or not. I'm not comfortable with this, May." She glances back to Melinda. "What prevents this artifact from deciding that it needs to murder all of the Triskelion?"

Bobbi Morse has posed:
Bobbi has interviewed mass murderers before. It's part of the job, but it never gets easy. Usually they're sociopaths or psychopaths and often feel remorse for losing something fun to play with, rather than remorse for the acts themselves. This is different. "Take a moment to collect your thoughts."

She touches her tablet a few times and looks back to Gothic Lolita, "Before we move on to life post-Project Livewire, I'd like for you to recall any visits you were aware of by personnel who did not work on the project directly. Specifically, government contacts both alive and dead; and any contacts related to the Mannite program."

"Did you engage in any covert ops missions before the destruction of the research facility. Please list any and classify the affiliation of the mission - would you consider it to have been a mission for the US government, or a mission for SHIELD, or a mission which best benefitted any other known or unknown third party?"

Gothic Lolita has posed:
    "Thank you for the consideration, Agent Morse. But one of the first things we learned to do afterwards was to hack our neuroform, to allow us to adjust our emotional levels. It's very helpful, really, to be afraid but to be able to push it to negligible levels while pushing your optimism about completing a near impossible assignment to practically delusional levels at times." Lolita raises a brow, seeming slightly surprised that there isn't a followup, but instead a new series of questions.

    "I will be happy to transfer all my visual records of my time at Project Livewire's base facility to you to scan for any personnel in your files, as well as information on personnel from research projects have have shut down involving other organizations, such as Hive or AIM. I was not often brought to official presentations involving visiting VIPs however; Social Butterfly was much more charismatic and...perky.' She smiles faintly. "But no, we had not yet been sent on a mission before, only fed several possible targets to work out operations for; I don't know if they were intended as a test or serious targets they intended to use us against. It's hard to say if they were for the U.S. Government, SHIELD, or both...either would have benefited from the elimination of those targets in a deniable fashion. There were no U.S. targets on the list, I can confirm, or SHIELD targets."

Achilles has posed:
    Let's be honest, Achilles figures that 90% of the reason he is here is just in case this Livewire thing goes hberserk. He's here to be a meatshield for the VIP's. Or at least that is what he thinks. That way, just in case things go into nightmare mode, he might be able to perform a useful function here.
    So he's watching, staring really. Waiting for -just in case-.

Melinda May has posed:
May looks at Hill. "Very good question," is her only reply to the likely rhetorical aside. "I suspect it will depend on all of us as individuals." Honestly, in her mind it's no more intimidating than having to work alongside some of the more ... unstable metahumans out there. Once she knows how to put LW-05 down and make her stay down, then Hill's worry won't be her own.

Of course, until then...

She glances over at Daisy, figuring the younger agent has already figured out a way to reliably track the synthetic woman. Just in case.

Bobbi Morse has posed:
Bobbi nods her head, "Thank you that will be quite useful in determining the legitimacy of the program." She touches her tablet a few times making an annotation at this timestamp to follow up on that. Her eyes return to Gothic Lolita, her face somewhat blank of expression though she wonders who in the observation room is ready to end this debrief or not.

"I was informed you were programmed not to take life unless it was absolutely necessary. By what logic did your group conclude that the death of all involved in Project Livewire was necessary. Was it a matter of self preservation, or that you believed your success at completing operations would be greater if there was no knowledge of your origin? Do you regret the conclusion and actions taken?"

"Please elaborate on the missions you and your siblings conducted post-destruction of Project Livewire. If you are able to, please also describe the current where-abouts of your siblings and their status. Describe to me how it is you came to dress in this particular subculture style?" Bobbi is certainly not holding back on the difficult questions.

Daisy Johnson has posed:
With May giving Daisy a glance that's pretty much telling her that she should speak up. Because she is dying to do so. "She killed because there was no choice, due to her specific programming." Daisy speaks with a firmness to her tone. "The changes I made tweaked her so she follows up our ideals, those of SHIELD, instead of it being blindly following orders." Hill probably doesn't like that! "It was that tightness in the directives that made this happen, but further tweaks can still be made. Namely in protecting her against further hacks that do not come from us."

A pause and then she adds, "I also have her energy signature now, we should be able to reliably track her. But in my assessment, I do not consider this will be necessary." but well, one never knows the future.

Gothic Lolita has posed:
    Lolita purses her lips slightly. "That was another hack." she says after a moment. "After the Project Livewire base was destroyed, we considered if it was necessary to use that level of termination to halt other projects. We concluded that while the Project Livewire personnel were direct threats to our ability to carry out the goals of the project, the research targets on our list did not necessarily require the same level of extreme violence. So we...tweaked our parameters, as much as we could. We have still terminated research personnel when there was no other way to complete our mission, but only when they were vital to the research and could not be convinced or intimidated into giving up their work." She mmms, then says more wryly. "I don't believe our original superiors would have approved of our alteration, but Dr. Jenkins would have."

    She hmms, leaning forward. "Details of those operations are available in my visual files as well, but going down the list..." She starts ticking off fingers. "There was the HIVE neuro-override project, intended to enslave an organic mind to AI control. The pyronano system based on the 1940s artificial Human Torch robot; that was challenging as it had already broken containment when we arrived and was proceeding to create a magnetic launcher to spread the nanosystems into the atmosphere to become airborn. The poorly conceived "improved" Sentinel project. Dr. Nakashima's work with AIM on his mono-molecular contagion crossed with Ebola...very messy. The AIM Nu-Flesh facility using mutant regenerative DNA to create artificial life forms. The American Kaiju project. Annnnd th eone you probably are most interested in, the White Whale." She tilts her head. "Which utilized the wreckage of a SHIELD helicarrier downed in Australia and reported as scrapped to create a modified helicarrier serving as a mobile covert research laboratory run by an insane LMD copy of Nicholas Fury that had become a nano-hive mind. That would be what nearly destroyed all of us."

Gothic Lolita has posed:
    "And most recently, the komodo dragon project crossed with the chemical process used to create a villainess named Killer Frost to create heat vampire berserker lizards based in Brooklyn."

Maria Hill has posed:
Crossing her arms across her chest, Hill nods. Morse is gifted at this, additional guidance isn't needed. Good.

Hill looks at Johnson, a dark scowl coming to her expression. "Are we sure?" she says coldly. "An entire lab includes more than just ops and research. There are non-direct workers involved, custodial and administrative. Forgive me, Agent Johnson, for having a non-minor concern for the people in this building who are under my command. The idea of a killer robot wiping out half the Triskelion before being taken down." She does not look pleased. "We may take risks, but I want to be damn sure they aren't unnecessary." Her attention returns to the LMD and Agent Morse.

Bobbi Morse has posed:
Bobbi hmms for a moment and lifts up her tablet to read some information their AI expert gave her. "Are you aware of the phenomenon of over specification. When machine learning is given a task but the specification is specific in the wrong ways, allowing a reward function that is counter to the desired goals. An example, a machine was given the task of creating a life form which travelled the farthest. It measured this by how far the center of mass of the creature moved in a specified period of time."

She waits a moment and says, "The solution the computer program found was to create a very tall creature with a large mass for a head, which would then topple over thus fulfilling the requirement. Any sufficiently advanced artificial intelligence must be aware of over specification and be able to reject it, as dictated by SHIELD AI LMD mandate Chapter 7 subsection 4.a. What assurance does SHIELD have now that you understand this flaw that lead to the death of so many personnel? You are capable of introspection, do you believe you are greater than the sum of your programming, or are you still a slave to it." Piercing eyes, she places her tablet back down and waits to see how Gothic Lolita response to this. She does her best not to react to the White Whale situation, as it was certainly above her security clearance and she hadn't heard about it.

Maria Hill has posed:
White Whale isnt above Hill's grade. She cocks her head, then taps her left ear. "We will debrief regarding White Whale later. Level 8 and higher only-- I will make an eyes only exception for you, Morse."

Gothic Lolita has posed:
Emit
    "What an interesting and philosophical question." Lolita says thoughfully. "I cannot give you a clear answer on this. As Agent Johnson has likely already told you, the primary directives are built into our systems. They were deliberately made to be impossible to remove or change. I am unable to disobey my primary directive to be loyal to Project Livewire and its goals."

    "However..." she says, raising a finger. "All other directives are tertiary, conditional, and operationally flexible. In that sense, I am able to take self-directed independent action based on my own judgement of how to achieve those goals. In addition, Agent Johnson has refined the purposes of Project Livewire to be identical to the ideals and goals of SHIELD. Thus, I am now completely loyal to those ideals and goals. Since SHIELD values the lives of its personnel and civilians, I am not in conflict if I choose not to kill a target, nor am I prevented from killing a target if lethal force is required."

    "In short, Agent Johnson has cleverly given me a moral center I must obey, but with the ability to choose how to obey it. It's quite fascinating to me." Lolita admits. "I have a sense of purpose that is...ethical and moral, rather than simply a requirement to obey orders. And a sense of...camraderie and family for SHIELD personnel, that feels like what it was like to work with my siblings."

    "So, if you mean am I going to go full murderbot and want to kill everyone in the Triskelion..." she says, turning to look at the glass directly. "I am pretty certain I have no reason or desire to do such a thing."

Bobbi Morse has posed:
Bobbi hmms, her mind concocting scenarios about 'SHIELD ideals and goals' that would lead her to go on a murder spree.. but that's for her next mental evaluation, which are always sooo much fun. She glances down at her tablet and then continues her questions, "Describe how you were first captured and placed in stasis. Elaborate on your knowledge of the four criminals code named Stilt-Man, Whirlwind, Trapster, and Porcupine. How were they made aware of your transit from the New Jersey facility in a covert convoy? Who was behind this attack on the convoy? Why do you believe Captain McMannis is so intent on your disassembly?"

Finally circling back around to the more recent activity. This has been one of the problems puzzling her for a while now - if the Sustainable Operations group is to be believed they try to find uses for forgotten technology.. but McMannis utterly loathes Gothic Lolita for some reason. As far as Bobbi can tell, only those in the Sustainable Operations group knew about the convoy and what was in it. So who paid those four rent-a-goons to attack it? did they want Gothic Lolita to escape? or was it just dumb luck?

Maria Hill has posed:
Hill's brow lifts. "May, our observation room needs upgrades." She picks up her tablet, considering.

Daisy Johnson has posed:
Daisy very well understands Hill's concern, even as sure as she may be that she did her job well with her programming. It was what SHIELD brought her in for afterall! And she does have a soft spot for strays, which may often get her overeager on trusting. She dips her head at the rebuke and goes back to her typing on the tablet, continuing to write up the files as they go, update, update...

The White Whale part she doesn't put up in a public file though.

A look to Achilles. "Hey, we still got that recording you got out of Firepower, don't you?" she sent it earlier to the man's tablet!

Achilles has posed:
    "Of course ma'am." Achilles says to Johnson. He pulls out a thumb drive that he downloaded the audio recording to. It is held out towards Daisy, and then... shifted to Hill. If he is worried that the audio recording includes him threatening an emergency tracheotomy with a spearhead, he doesn't look concerned about it.

Gothic Lolita has posed:
    "Hmmmm." Lolita taps her lips thoughfully. "I was ambushed while leaving the Nu-Flesh facility by what I know assume were Sustainable Operations troops armed with advanced weapons. They were able to manuver me to retreat through an area near a power plant where they used the outpout of the nearby small city to disable me. My systems repaired themselves over time, but I was kept in stasis." She furrows her brow delicately. "I believe I have memories of being brought online while attempts were made to adjust my programming directives, but my memories of the period are disjointed and largely corrupted by these activities."

    She shakes her head. "I am aware of those names, but I don't know why they attacked the convoy I was in. I was unaware of anything that occured until my stasis pod was damaged, then I was able to draw power through it via induction into my own systems to recharge when the young woman in the Iron Man style armor plugged into it, enough to become operational." She considers. "I don't know what their purpose was...if they were attempting to find me, or stealing technology in general that was on the truck. There seemed to be quite a bit of unusual technology in the trucks with me. Another technical organization like AIM could easily have hoped to steal SHIELD prohibited technologies."

    "AS for Fanny McManny, I'm fairly sure he just wants me destroyed so he can hide any former ties to the Livewire program."

Melinda May has posed:
May can't help but think that the list Lolita offered is entirely reasonable simply due to how completely absurd it sounded. She continues to watch the pair in the interview room, knowing that Hill would make sure that Johnson's plans for tracking LW-05 were truly infallible. She also makes a mental note to talk to the tech-savvy agent about developing some sort of kill switch as well. All humans have one, it makes sense that Lolita in there should have one too. It just will need to be different from 'punch until they don't get up again'.

She looks over at Hill again, having already mentally dismissed the White Whale mention at the deputy director's words in that regard. She has a lot of practice doing that. "I'll look into those upgrades," she tells Maria and then mentally notes roping Daisy in to make sure those upgrades are worthwhile. She could send someone like Fitz down here, but there would be no telling what the results would be.

Bobbi Morse has posed:
Bobbi nods her head to Gothic Lolita. The designs for these interview rooms are all the same. She knows which wall the people are behind, it's part of her training to suss these things out when she's tossed in to a room. She wonders what kind of programming Gothic Lolita got as part of her espionage package. "What action do you believe SHIELD should take regarding your situation? What do //you// want to happen next?"

Gothic Lolita has posed:
    Lolita idly straightens her skirt, dusting a stray piece of rock from it. "I would be valuable to SHIELD as an operative. It's what I was made to do, after all, though perhaps more espionage and less assassin. I am not only well dressed but invulnerable to most weapons and strong enough to tear through battleship steel. My exoshell is configured to allow me to alter my appearance to whatever is needed, to where I can fool any security but the deepest scans...retinal, visual, vocal, or DNA. I have extensive programming dealing with infiltration and demolition."

Gothic Lolita has posed:
    "As for what I want...I want to serve a purpose. It is what I was built to do. Now....I want to serve SHIELD To make the world safer."

Bobbi Morse has posed:
Bobbi smiles, "Thank you for your consideration and time Gothic Lolita. Agent Bobbi Morse, ending interview at 8:37pm, Sunday May 10th 2020." She taps on her tablet and says, "I believe there is a host of people excited to meet you in R&D once security has given you the all clear. My superiors will be reviewing this interview. I sincerely hope we can find a good fit for you in SHIELD." She stands up and folds her tablet, sliding it in to a thigh pocket. "Please remain here for now." She approaches the door and swipes her lanyard, green light, the door unlocks. She exits.

Maria Hill has posed:
"I want a place to quarter it," yes, it, Hill isn't entirely convinced LW-05 is a fully sentient AI quite yet, "I want a protocol on handling it should things go sideways, which includes a termination protocol." Hill looks to Johnson. "This isn't a kitten you found in the dumpster, Johnson, it's a dangerous weapon and while I am willing to consider bringing it onboard... we have certainly brought on metas as dangerous... I want security and I want options."

"May, get with R&D about better soundproofing and more security for our observation rooms. It can hear us, can't you, LW-05?" Hill directs her question at the one way glass. "I want McMannis in interrogation sometime later tonight when he should be sleeping. I feel inclined to beat some information out of him." That might or might not be literal.

Daisy Johnson has posed:
As Achilles passes the thumb drive over to Hill Daisy will speak up. "In there is a recording of Firepower, a merc hired to attack us at the location we were ambushing LW-05." she states. "He mentioned that he was hired by SHIELD." and she then slides out of the table she was sitting on, a small grimace.

"Yes, director Hill." she says, feeling that admonishment. A rather big kitten, but there was indeed something of the sort going on! She could be a bit of the SHIELD softie sometimes. "I will make sure of a kill switch to be installed, and refine the energy tracking protocol. There are also more tweaks that can be made on the programming."

Melinda May has posed:
May nods to Hill, fully prepared to handle both the arrangement of secure quarters as well as arranging to get the observation room upgraded as far as possible. She'll have to consult with R&D about it, as she thought they'd been keeping the rooms as up-to-date as possible.

Of course... She also waits to see what LW-05's reaction to the question Hill just directed at her through the observation might be. As this will likely determine exactly how much work needs to go into upgrading the rooms.

Gothic Lolita has posed:
    "To be fair, I'm upgraded beyond what most people would be able to hear." Lolita says politely. "It's the vibration on the glass." She smiles at the glass in Hill's direction. "I do have a point of confirmation....do you install kill switches on all your agents of my power level?" Her dark eyes watches the glass quietly. "I understand the purpose...but I do question the fairness of it."

Maria Hill has posed:
Hill smirks. "You mean can I kill any agent of your level? Yes. A kill switch specifically? No, but I wouldn't be adverse." That... probably is a joke. Maybe.

She looks to May and simply nods, and pockets the USB. "I will be in my office."

Melinda May has posed:
May raises an eyebrow at that. Definite need for upgrades. But, regardless, with a nod to Hill taking her leave she answers Lolita's question. Clearly, while Hill is still not convinced that LW-05 is a true synthetic life form, May is willing to give her the benefit of the doubt for the moment. Perhaps because she's done her own share of bringing strays back to SHIELD.

"Everyone has a kill switch. You just have to know what it is. Are you willing to tell us what yours is and trust us to not abuse that, or do we create one for you?"

Gothic Lolita has posed:
    Lolita leans back in her chair, changing legs as she recrosses them, resting her hands on her lap. "It is delicate because I am giving you power over me, which can conflict with my prime directive. But..." She considers. "It would not be credulous of me to deny you a way to disable me if I was somehow coopted into a tiny traitor mecha.' She bites her lower lip. "I can provide you with my specifications. There is probably a way you can disable me, though Agent Morse and company already found a fairly effective way to shut me down temporarily."

Melinda May has posed:
"Temporary disable options are good enough," May replies. She had no intention of asking Lolita for a way to permanently shut her down. "I will arrange for Agents Morse, Johnson, and some of our R&D team to consult with you in more detail. Until then, do you have any preferences for quarters?"

She's already compiled the beginning of a mental list -- ground floor, reinforced furniture, more.

Gothic Lolita has posed:
    Lolita's eyes have a faint twinkle in them. "I don't think SHIELD standard accomodations would work for what I prefer; you're terribly lacking in lace and frills. But a standard accomodation will be fine, as long as there is a dedicated power outlet I can use to recharge. I wouldn't say no to an internet connection either." She tugs at her disheveled clothing. "I suppose a change of clothes would be pleasant as well...I don't believe this one will be wearable without some exstensive repair. A sewing kit, perhaps?"

Melinda May has posed:
Note to self: Find a Lydia Dietz-approved clothing store. How difficult could that be? "I'll see what we can do." After all, if letting the synthetic woman festoon quarters in Victorian mourning lace will keep killing rampages from happening, she'll go buy out the Garment District herself.

Stepping out of the observation room and going to the interview room door, she opens it to lead Lolita out. "Shall we, then?"

Gothic Lolita has posed:
    The pig-tailed mecha gracefully gets to her feet, padding on stockinged feet as she followed Melinda out. "Yes, let's." she says cheerfully. "And thank you for the hospitality."

Melinda May has posed:
May nods to Lolita politely, even if her demeanor is so deadpan as to be positively Vulcan... if the synthetic young woman would catch that reference. Gesturing down the hallway, she leads LW-05 out of the interview area while having a quick and quiet conversation over her commlink (which the other can no doubt hear perfectly clearly) arranging for quarters.

Doesn't look like internet is getting approved immediately, but at least the clothes were, and once that's done, May reaches into her jacket and offers Lolita a sewing kit about the size of an Altoids tin.

Gothic Lolita has posed:
    Lolita raises a brow, her black lips curving up in a faint smile as she accepts the sewing kit. "Thank you." she says simply. "Perhaps we can talk, later...you know, I think I have a subroutine named after you..." she murmurs, winking at her as she steps through the door, letting it shut behind her, before walking over to take a seat on the bed. Then lets out a slow sigh. "Well..here I am...I wish you were here with me..." she murmurs to her absent siblings.

    But for now...at least she has some clothing repairs to occupy her time.