Getting Ready for a Date (unknowingly).

As soon as you got back to the tower, you went into your room. Not stopping for anything. Strangely enough, as soon as you got off the pad, some sparks weakly shot up from the rings... The technicians took a look at the power readings and the hardware.

But it seemed nothing was wrong.

You made it into your room, and you plop down on your bed. Hands behind your head as you rest it on a pillow, you gaze up at the ceiling, wondering if you could be better without stealing the Android's schematics. So far so good: you got good offense with the Canary Cry and a superb protection, due to REGEN.

You apparently were lost in your thoughts, because you thought you heard something. 'Master?' You shot up, recognizing the voice(s) of your nanobots. You were shocked, for as you knew, they hadn't established a conscious link with you yet.

"R... REGEN? Is that you?" you ask aloud. But after a few seconds, you felt ridiculous, calling to your nanites in your body. At that moment, though, there was a knock at your door. You answer it, amd there stood Hawkgirl.

In a lovely dress!

With two thin straps looped over her shoulders, her light pink left her chest exposed as it stretched to reach her kneecaps. And she pulled off the look with white high heels. She caught you eying her and smirked at you. "Seems my invitation to dinner tonight got your attention. Good."

"Your invitation?"

"Yeah," she replied. "I wanted to catch up properly with you after Diana's home. And I'm not taking no for an answer. So, let's go." She took your arm in her hand, ever the bold Shayera Hol.