Atlanta was a huntress above all. She knew whatever career she chose would need excitement, adrenalin, heart-racing type action. Atlanta feared boredom: the usual 9-5 days just wouldn't cut it. After spending months fighting immortal Gods, Atlanta knew she could never work behind a desk. And she had a few options open to her.
Her first choice was actually the police academy. Atlanta's tracking skills would be helpful for crime scenes and catching drug dealers and murderers, and her fighting skills perfect for various criminals. And surely the job would never be too boring, so long as she kept away from RBT work. It gave Atlanta a buzz to consider a daily job of chasing people, taking clues, hunting criminals.
There was more than police though. Atlanta had briefly considered the army, but she'd realised it wasn't really for her. Atlanta didn't believe in a lot of the wars that were being fought, disagreeing with the political agendas of a government. Plus, the army would probably involve a degree of sexism: women weren't common in the armed forces, and Atlanta wasn't really keen on dealing with guys' heavy testosterone 99% of the time.
Sure, she loved to hang with guys: but it seemed that now she had boobs and a period, she couldn't be equal to them. Atlanta hated that she was treated differently no matter how tough or strong she was, but she didn't want this treatment to be a daily reality for her.
She considered working for Greenpeace, and to pursue her passion to preserve the earth she lived on. Atlanta could never go into politics and campaign because politics was simply too messy a game. Atlanta wasn't keen on wearing fancy clothes all day and arguing in prissy words over topics she thought had a blindly obvious answer. No, Atlanta wanted action.