A thought occurred to her as she looked back down to the basement. Mom had to have some way to make her outfits - she had heard Veronica mention once or twice having to make clothes and uniforms herself, because nobody made anything quite perfect for her superhuman physique, at least nothing fashionable - and mom was nothing if not fashionable. There had to be a machine or something for it downstairs. And... the door was unlocked, mom having forgotten to close it before leaving. She'd never really get another chance to go poking around in there unsupervised...
Oh, it wasn't like mom would know, right? Getting back down onto her feet, she ran back downstairs, pulling off her useless shirt and towel before slipping past the threshold to check out her mother's secretive hideout. This time, she was able to take it a bit slower, not feeling distracted or rushed as she examined all the crazy alien and ancient artifacts mom had collected after fights, the weird machinery that did god only knows what, the wardrobe containing all her mom's numerous outfits from over the years. A thought did occur to her, and she stepped over, quickly fishing through the various suits. Sadly, that one really hot black and red outfit from when she had her Sexy Heroine phase was long gone - mom hadn't liked all the cleavage and bare thighs. Damnit. All the rest of them were her size, but... they were mom's supersuits still. Ew.
Moving away from that disappointment, her attention next turned to weird electronic device, a gauntlet that she remembered her mother having used when Hive Queen had temporarily suppressed Athena's powers. It was part of a power armor set, one that replicated mom's powers until the suppression had worn off - partly designed by her brilliant mom, partly built by the Centurion, back before their little falling out. She'd always wondered if using it after being repowered could've made mom truly unstoppable. Hmmm. She had a chance to test it out if she really wanted - and hey, maybe being extra powerful could help mom feel a bit more secure about her. Even if it did remind her of someone she kind of hated - but honestly, those two had to work out their differences at some point. This had gone on for way too long.
It was something to keep in mind. Next she stepped up to a machine that looked like a really big printer. Flipping on the switch, she realized quickly from a holographic interface that it was a fabrication device. Aha! Mom had worked on this to cheaply print clothes for homeless and starving people, but after it got patented and reserved for the elite and rich by the asshole company she used to work for, Mom had reused the design to provide her with a way of creating supersuits. Perfect! She could use it to pump out something sexy to wear for Naomi - hell, she could make a costume here and now, and mom wouldn't be around to stand over her shoulder, acting all judgmental and prudish. Yes!
Looking up from the controls, though, something else caught her eye. The vault with the syringes and grandma's research notes... it was wide open still. Mom forgot to lock that too, she'd been in such a hurry. The responsible thing to do was to lock it up, and as she stepped over, Rachel was planning to do just that...
But...
It's not like there weren't a ton of samples of the serum. If she took one more, just to see if it gave her extra powers, or enhanced her other powers... well... there'd still be plenty for emergencies. And hey... a whole extra power set, combined with the ones she had now? That might make her totally unbeatable. Mom would never have to worry about her safety after that. Not to mention how cool Naomi would think she was - considering the other teen had her own array of impressive powers, they'd finally be equal, not just some dumb normal girl head over heels for an actual superteen. All she'd have to do was grab one, pop it in her vein, and bam...