— for an invitation, or merely savoring the process?
It would seem the Luthor is abound with questions and curiosity today.
She'd apologize, though it's no longer in her nature. If the blonde wants one, she'd going to need to extract it herself.
Now now, what's one city when the blonde has the entire /planet/ to play with? Or has she a certain /fondness/ for this one?
Ah yes. Hope.
A pathetic trait Lena /unfortunately/ possessed at one point.
One she's surprised the Kryptonian hasn't stamped out yet. Is she waiting —
— the Kryptonian derive the most pleasure?
The playing itself?
The symphony of agony and the flames of destruction?
Or the silence of death and the 'toys' strewn haphazardly?
While recognition might be nice, isn't it enough that the Kryptonian deems the scientist worthy - in that the blonde allows her to still draw breath?
Especially given their numerous interactions?
Appreciative of the gift bestowed, Lena does wonder; which part does —
Let's just say, Lena intends to exacerbate the (already exorbant) city budget for rebuilding.
And after she's done, there won't be much left for the two to play with.
That depends on whether or not the fools still refuse to give up.
Indeed they are enticing.
And Lena is not one to be outdone.
Blame her childhood for that flaw.
While eclipsing a God is unimaginable, she can't allow the blonde to have all the fun.
After all, who knows how long she's got left before total annihilation?
May as well revel —
And there is no doubt in Lena's mind that the Kryptonian will be there.
After all, it's going to be difficult to miss.
Her success is inevitable, especially if the Kryptonian doesn't plan to stop her.
However, the Luthor does hope for one thing.
To not disappoint.
Details.. hmm..
Well, Lena will be certain in one thing. No one will mistake her act for one of the Kryptonian.
And perhaps in that one day, she will achieve what no one else in her family ever could; the Luthor name will spark true fear
(obviously not including the blonde).
— perhaps that was the blondes intent.
She is no fool.
And utterly aware of her limitations.
Lena has, however, been inspired, and wishes to simply have /fun/.
...For as long as the Kryptonian will allow.
Through careful word selection, the Luthor has already revealed so much of her tectonic scale plans - which would be obvious if one was paying attention.
Speaking of obvious, it's an insult to her intelligence to even suggest she would /consider/ competing with a /God/.
But —
It's seismic in proportion.
And with it, Lena aims to - and will - level a city (at least).
She's tired of staring out from her balcony and seeing more of the concrete jungle /ruining/ her view.
And though she dare not take to the sky, the Luthor would like to see further.
It's rare - almost unheard of really - to have a conversation with the Kryptonian God and live to see another sunrise.
But to be able to draw inspiration from the master of destruction, to witness her work up close, well, Lena dare not squander the brainwave it fostered.
While there may be peace in the world it's an unbridled concert within the young scientists mind.
A sweet symphony of hypotheses posed, and calculations made.
Hands scribble notes.
A prototype is built.
All building to a beautiful crescendo as she makes a breakthrough.
After finally erasing all evidence she'd ever ventured out to /someone/ and their creation - if that's even the correct term - Lena has locked herself in her lab.
Do not disturb.
Her brilliant mind is at work.
@PARAGONOFDEMISE — Lena would have some ... particular words she wishes to direct at the infuriating blonde.
Instead, she can merely take the woman's warning, sarcastic as it was, and mind her step as she climbs down from the debris.
@PARAGONOFDEMISE — beyond repair; the expensive fabrics not designed to withstand such... filth.
Fortunately those are easily disposed of.
Her hair and skin on the other hand, now a pallid and dull grey, the will need multiple showers and to be scrubbed raw.
If speaking were possible, —