<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/>Science advanced best when men of strength were willing to do what was needed for said advancement. It was Lex Luthor’s less than humble opinion that the same thing could be said for humanity’s advancement. Of course science and humanity went hand in hand, the advance of science almost always led to the advanced meant of the human race. There were plenty of examples of that throughout history, and every age, renaissance, and decade was marked with some significant development. Patterns…. Patterns everywhere, patterns that Lex Luthor prided himself on charting.<br/><br/>It was his belief though that human advancement was slowing. He’d checked his calculations of the past and studied the present and his findings were… troubling. Humanity was stagnating and with the knowledge that alien forces were out there and existed the crippling reality was that they were already behind. They couldn’t even reach the stars yet! Not at least easily. Much less the colonization of other planets and the exploitation of those resources. Humanity was to busy with it’s worse vices, with killing each other instead of rising to greatness.<br/><br/>Then there was SUPERMAN.<br/><br/>His hands were shaking with tell tale rage. His teeth gritted forcing himself to focus on the present. He had to be careful with her, the experiment could become corrupted if they sensed that Uncle Lex was not who he said he was. He couldn’t start back from scratch this time, there wasn’t enough DNA from the big blue boy scout. For his plan to succeeded he needed her, and he needed her to trust him.<br/><br/>“You can bring your Camera.” He said conceding it. The other one, the one who’d failed had been interested in photography as well. Luthor suspected this was a trait from the other donor. Every so often when something like that hone through, some facet of Supermans personality Luthor felt confliction. The alien could sometimes feel… normal, or at least living with human traits. In press conferences Superman claimed to have lived on Earth all his life and grew up on the planet after his homeworld died. Was that life anything like Lex’s? Did he have a father who hated him? A mother who was barely there?<br/><br/>No… for some to be that… that “good” he’d had a good life. Probably lived in the lap of luxury with parents who spoiled him. Where else would that arrogance have come from? That damn optimism/ entitlement of his. Thank god his girl had-<br/><br/>He paused blinking rapidly. He’d said HIS girl, claimed Cali in a way. She was no longer subject Kr in his mind. In all of his studies into human behavior specifically parent hood he thought he cracked the formula, knew how to prevent himself from feeling anything familial as a parent. It certainly worked with Alexa. For Cali though…<br/><br/>“I’d love to have a picture with you.” He said hoping and wishing it was more for her benefit. “Come along Cali.”<br/><br/>He turned beckoning for her to follow. There was a second room by the holographic emitters giving her any city or place in the world she wanted. He tapped in a quick code deactivating the red sun lamps behind the door and unsealing it. There was a beep and he twisted the handle pulling the door open and exposing the wrap around balcony on her floor. She wasn’t below ground, far from it! She was already high in the sky of Metropolis.<br/><br/>“Here we are.” He said stepping outside and turning to her on the threshold.<br/><br/>“You can trust me.” He said reaching out to offer her hand if she needed it.