11942. Bunker.

Daytime.

The first time Robin found herself experimenting this, even though it had been her idea, she felt odd, not herself specifically, but the thought of the Commander seeing something she never did before.

And potentially scare her with it.

But here she stood in her own mind, a blank landscape of white cubes and gray walls, watched over from the two blonde women.

At the moment she wasn't present in her head, not physically as consciousnesses, but was still connected, and they could see everything from a screen she'd been hooked up to before entering her own mind.

She had tried her best to explain to White what she had meant, what she had wanted from her, despite hating the thought of someone messing with her head, it had been a necessary thing.

In the past months, she'd been efficient in taking down whatever target the Commander wanted, however Scanners always posed the worst threat.

The fact they could reach into her body and mind so easily unnerved her, even more so when she knew they could do whatever they desired with it because they were made to do just that, to hack and destroy from within instead of from the outside.

Most unpleasant thing she ever felt, if she were to be honest, to have someone else manipulating her like a marionette, without her having a say in it.

She was used to being the one doing such things to get people to do what she wanted, as much as she was used to obeying too, but at least in both cases she always had some degree of freedom in it she was never willing to give up.

Because letting that go would mean death.

But this very last fight with the latest Scanner boy had been way too close for comfort. Of course, she knew she could count on YoRHa to back up her data, but she didn't trust that too much, she didn't trust them not to remove anything, because she knew what her targets were submitted to, once she dealt with them.

And also, in the world she lived in, there was no room for mistakes, and she was determined to apply the same thing here.

The closest to death situation she had so far, the boy had managed to get a hold of her self-destruct system, and almost overloaded her reactor beyond the point that would allow her body to recover, hadn't she just managed to surprise and stab him with her chains just in time.

Her body still accused the explosion though not lethal, but had he managed to hack it to switch the parameters beyond its failsafe it would have been. First time she actually felt how that system worked, she couldn't say she liked it.

This had prompted her to seek out White, and ask for help in dealing with Scanners, asking her for an actual and better defense system than the one she had.

She was told hers was different because E types used a dormant logic virus that would trigger on hacking, however White wasn't willing to have her potentially have her memories corrupted, or deleted, and Robin was glad she didn't.

However it didn't solve the problem.

But speaking of memories an idea had come to her.

And so she found herself describing in the simplest terms possible, the powers of the Hana Hana no mi, the devil fruit she had lost upon the switch of bodies.

Also it may have been just a bout of nostalgia. She'd been busy to really think about it, but she did miss those powers, her new body was great, but she held those powers since she was eight, and that had been plenty of years to confidently say they belonged to her.

She felt them hers like any other few things she ever owned.

They had been a key thing for her survival, and saved her life so many times more than not.

Somehow White understood it, understood the part of her being able to replicate body parts at least.

So the request was for her to be able to do the same should someone enter her head again.

An odd request, and hard, but they had made use of her memories of using those powers before to show what she meant, and apparently they were what was the key to develop the system.

Memories she exclusively showed White, purposefully keeping out the ones where she was actively killing people.

But thanks to her mind actually remembering how it felt to use that ability, it never went away, she never forgot, it was how they were able to allow her to manipulate her data enough to create reproductions of them.

As she stood here with the familiar stance holding her arms crossed in front of her chest, she couldn't help but smile at the feeling, as hands and arms bloomed from the ground around her.

They weren't actual arms, more like data forming them, which was why they were made of white light, but she'll take it.

She was satisfied with the result at least. And it seemed that White was too.

So much that she had decided to test the thing out herself.

"I am not sure it is wise, Commander." Robin had said just before the blonde woman herself had hooked her up for the daily testing, she didn't want to listen to reason it seemed.

The human knew how powerful and dangerous her old powers could be, she killed enough people and bigger than her to tell, and she wasn't sure what kind of damage using them, even if similar and digital could do with the strength of an android.

"I am the only person fit for this job, 26E." which was also true, because no one but them had to know a thing about her former life.

She just wasn't willing to harm someone as important as White, someone could ask questions. She just hoped the Commander had it under control.

"Act as if I was a Scanner attempting to harm you, if I were to approach your personal data, what would you do?"

"Stop you." it was the only reply.

Once more she crossed her arms in front of her chest, assuming the way too familiar pose she assumed through the years, forcing the data in her mind to change and form something that wasn't there.

"Seis fleur." as if she'd never lost anything, six arms of digital data formed on White's body, holding her ankles, her arms and her neck at the same time.

She had to restrain herself from pulling her body backwards like she'd done so many times in the past, reminding herself this was just a test. Because if she hurt White here, she'd feel it later in her own body, as far as she was told.

Since the system was supposed to make it easier to subdue who hacked her inside and out too.

"Fascinating." if anything, White didn't seem scared, or if she was, she wasn't showing it.

In reality she was rather unnerved from the whole situation, and how surreal it was. Never in her long life White had heard of such powers, but again, Earth wasn't where this woman came from, and sometimes she forgot that things may be entirely different from what androids knew.

"Try to let me go now."

And as if they had never been there, the arms disappeared in a flurry of white petals, odd, they used to be pink cherry blossoms, she assumed it was an effect of this inner space that changed them.

"If I get this correctly, you used to be able to spawn these body parts anywhere, much like you've done with my body, correct?" Robin nodded. "Anything besides sea water."

"Even if it has been a while, it looks like your subconscious remembers how to use these powers, but just to make sure we'll repeat testing for a few more days, to make sure the system works, if there aren't glitches or anything of sorts."

So they did, one time White had even truly attempted an attack, Robin had blocked it with her arms, and willingly had broken off something from the Commander's left hand, at her request to test the harming function.

And yes it did work, because White then stared at her when they were back in the testing room, holding her hand out with the three broken fingers she'd hurt while in Robin's mind.

At least it was such a small injury that the maintenance team wouldn't ask about.

But that concluded the tests, and for as used as she'd gotten to be without, Robin was happy to have some resemblance of the powers that saved her life so many times, even if not limited.

And that also would save her many more times in the future, and prove useful even against machines when it was the case.

At least it would be less destructive than risking corruption from a logic virus, for herself of course.

For others it depended on them.