Mono didn't know quite how they were going to recharge Freya@; what kind of electrical power would a cyber-goddess need, anyway? Batteries made from Mjolnir? A fuel rod crafted from one of Zeus' thunderbolts? A feather from a Thunder Bird?
"I may have an idea," Mono mused after a moment. "Let's hope it works!"
Jumping from one hologram-projector to the next, Mono at last angled her photons so that they bounced off the gilded throne behind Frey@ to shine her own being into the goddess-in-the-machine's charging port, sending curvy lasers and techno-jargon tingling right up her G-spot (which of course was short for GPU or 'godly-processing unit' for you lay-mortals). Frey@'s diode-eyes immediately sparked to life, her internal engines of bone and ichor and iron and code thundering with supercharged energy as something she had once given was returned to her.
As Frey@ awoke from her long sleep-mode, however, Mono's code fading into her own, she frowned, slightly morose. Without the holo-girl that Mono had become, all of her power sacrificed to recharge divine drivers, the enchantment spat out the old and original form of Mono. Skidding across the floor of the impressive palace, the human man Mono had once been stood up shakily, realizing he was once again physical matter, made of man-flesh and, perhaps worst of all, still wearing the same t-shirt and shorts he'd worn all those years ago prior to his digitized transformation.
Well, perhaps not *worst*, worst of all.
Mono scowled and sighed as he looked down at himself, poking his newly flat chest and lamenting, "Aw, I don't have tits anymore!"