<div class="floatleft">(https://media2.s-nbcnews.com/j/streams/2014/May/140530/2D274905980561-140530-ent-heisenberg-tease.fit-760w.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Lex Luthor<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>1 May 2019 - Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>CADMUS Cloning Facility (Project Kr)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pictured above<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Cali<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Lex stepped in his eyes landing on her as she pulled her headphones off and placed the guitar down. She fascinated him, in many ways both emotional and professional. Yes he admitted he had an emotional connection to her. After all she was his “daughter” a hybrid creation of his DNA and the DNA pulled from Superman. People said he wasn’t progressive! Yet here he was the co parent to another man! Course he knew that was much different from the act of having a child with another male but still… the points had to count for something in his opinion.<br/><br/>That DNA shone through subtly. She was a female so there was not a perfect likeness but there were hints of him in her cheekbones, the general shape of her face, and in the way she spoke. He could recall being into the guitar himself at her age well her chemical age and not her biologic real age. There were hints of Superman to, things she did that surely belonged to the man in red and blue. When he first created her he debated using her facial features, her mannerisms, and the look of her to compose a facial program that would use Superman’s face as well to map out all the potential “Supermen” in Metropolis. He’d even tinkered on the program in his spare time in hopes of getting it to work. Ultimately though the data wasn’t enough and the project was one of many languishing in his Superman Bunker.<br/><br/>“Hello my dear.” He said returning her hug and kissing her hand before he released her. “ I’m fine on both regards.” He told her waving off her question about a snack and a drink.<br/><br/>“I came to see you.” He said moving with her and checking the tablet showing her latest vitals and the list of things she did today. Coming in under the “guise” of being her doctor was a way to keep himself at a distance. Then being “Uncle” Lex guaranteed a certain paternal feeling. If she was anything like the big boy in blue than having her heart would work better than having those mental commands he’d programmed into her mind.<br/><br/>He believed she would be more effective that way. A puppet would never fight with the heart and vigor of the real Superman after all. Above all things he didn’t want a puppet.<br/><br/>He wanted an actress…<br/><br/>In time she’d be used, to either kill Superman if it came to it OR to cast him on the side of the fallen angel. Lex was putting all of his efforts into the later, but he was prepared for the other if it came to it. Redundancies and fail safe’s upon fail safe’s.<br/><br/>“You seem to be doing well today.” He remarked sliding the ipad back in its dock. “I thought you and I would shake it up today. Go up to the roof and let you feel some real sunlight instead of the artificial one we’re using to restore your powers.”