#IC - プレーする準備はできている! えーっもっと上達できるさ

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"Oh! I have been doing some research on Gotham. Rogues, Heroes, Police precinct and other individuals on both sides of the conflict! As well as previous cases of Batman and allies! So... You and your friends eventually showed up! Not everyone might know, but I do!" Toygal beamed in delight, raising both of her thumbs as a sign of support. She knew how it felt to not know the spotlight but still doing your best. "I admire all those who do right!" As if that smile could get any brighter. Surprisingly it could. And doubly so when her companion was mentioned. Stretching out her arm sky-high with her finger pointing up. The little toy began crawling up her arm all the way to her hand where it chirped proudly. "That's right! This is little guy! I uh... I'm not that good at names." Toygal admitted, bringing her arm down. "He's my assistant, my partner in justice, and a good friend." Scooping him up, she gingerly placed him back on her shoulder. Chattering with beeps in affirmation.

"You're welcome!" She's delighted to be appreciated for the assistance. She wasn't a great detective, but she was good at finding information online. "While I was doing research, I found the information on that USB. Oh, by the way, once you take the data off it the USB will render itself useless, so just take all data off and then throw it in the bin or something. You won't get it able to work again. You know, just in case some evildoer steals it and tries to track the data that was on it!" One had to be prepared for all possible scenarios when facing: Evil!

With that in mind, Toygal was nodding to herself, deeply engrossed in her own thoughts about fighting off bad guys. One day, one day... "H-Hey! If my information helps out. And someone asks how you cracked the case, could you maaaaybe mention me? Toygal? That'd be swell! I'm trying to build up a portfolio before reaching out to Young Justice!"

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Her knees were knocking, her hands were trembling. Her goggles fogged up from all this stress. It was Superboy, in the flesh!! And not only that! HE SAID HELLO! AND THEN OFFERED TO SIGN HER AUTOGRAPH BOOK?!

Impossible. How was she supposed to present herself as a cool and collected hero when she got to be so close to all of her idols? You shouldn't mix personal and work but well, it's okay. It wouldn't reveal who she really was. Right?

With still trembling hands, she offers the autograph book and pencil over to him, lowering her head repeatedly in gratitude. "Thank you so-so-so much!"

"But my manners! Uhm, I'm Toygal!" Jumping to attention, she saluted. Not a part of her shtick, just a random response that came to mind. She was such a mess right now that she barely even talk. Awkwardly, bringing her arm down to scratch her neck. Yeah, great first show Hiyori... Taking off her goggles, she drew her gloved finger along them to wipe away the fogging. "I'm a new Hero! I want to fight for justice! Like you!" Among many others. Her autograph book surprisingly held at least 20 or so autographs. Each one labeled and included pictures taken by her toy companion of their meeting. But only the one with Superman had a selfie with the Man of Steel himself. The rest were exclusively of the heroes.

"Everyone is so inspiring, including you! I feel like just watching you helps me speak my mind a little bit better!"

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"LITTLE GUY! LOOK LOOK!" She's excited! She's freaking out! She's swooning! She's REALLY freaking out! It's Superboy! While Toygal is yelling at herself in excitement, the toy companion looks at his creator, shakes his head, then turns his attention back to the hero that he was expected to take photos and videos of for her scrapbook. "EXCUSE ME! Superboy! I'm Toygal! Autograph please? No wait! I mean, I'm a huge fan, can I get an autograph, please!" Scrambling for her backpack, she pulls out a notebook with Superman's logo on the cover, with a printed label slapped beneath it that read: 'Autograph book - Heroes!' She couldn't help it! Yeah, she wanted to join one of the big teams. But she also was a huge fan of them. And she had never gotten as close to her icons and inspirations as when she donned her costume and went out to fight crime! Holding out the notebook with matching pen, she lowers her head, hoping for a lucky break.

The yelling had stopped surprising him years ago. Though it has become far less common these days, he tried to stay out of the media unless he had to be there. Sure he was still just as flashy and in your face as he always had been. But dying changed a person, okay. So hearing someone yell his name has him stopping and looking around. She wasn’t that hard to spot. She was practically vibrating out of her own skin at the sight of him. He remembered a time when he would have lived on that reaction for at least two days.

“Hi,” He offers lamely with a small wave. Pushing the sunglasses that hung across his nose up along his forehead, he couldn’t help but grin at her. Stumbling over her words and clearly desperate to make a good impression. He wasn’t hard to impress if he was being honest. The world was constantly catching him off guard still.

“You want my autograph?” He couldn’t help but be slightly surprised still. Sure in Hawaii he’d been a big thing, but here he wasn’t the biggest name going. He’d never say no, however. Gotta make good impression on the public. He doesn’t think he can sit through another of Clark’s lectures on how to conduct himself in public. He wasn’t known for being a goody two shoes. Being a ‘bad boy’ was his whole image!

“Sure, I can do that.”

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Toygal laughed happily, putting her hands on her hips, responding with a firm nod. "Yes he can!" When prompted about the type of Mecha she ended up tilting her head. If Maps didn't know much about them, then naming various details would be useless.

"ちびっ子、ホログラムをオンにしてメカを見せてくれ。"

To her words, little guy chattered in response and tilted his head forward, using the display on his head to show off a highly detailed hologram of his mecha form.

Toygal carefully pointed her finger at the hologram. "So this is little guy's mecha form. It's based on the ZGMF-X56S Impulse G*ndam. Slightly modified to keep the display system I built in, and of course to display Toygal decals rather than anything affiliated with G*ndam. I don't want to break any copyright laws!"

It might not be immediately obvious to most people, but everything on Toygal's person took inspiration from various toys, games, anime, and various other forms of media and entertainment. But she always changed them enough to not get in hot water. And of course, she had designs of her own! She wasn't that creatively bankrupt.

But... if cool ideas already exist, why not make them real?

"I want to make different styles of Mech forms for little guy, buuut right now this is enough. I haven't had a chance to properly test it outside of sending him into orbit a few times. He needs some combat practice first, then I can analyze and upgrade!" Toygal elaborated further. Having so many plans in stock for the little guy, who just let out a few low hums before turning off his display.

"Oh, right! You asked about the voice. Well, rather than it being beep and boop codes it's actually a language. It's one I came up with specifically for little guy. To others, it might sound like R2D2 or BB8. But it's actually sentences and words shortened to certain frequencies! I could make him talk in any language or even binary but... well..."

"Isn't this way cooler?!" Yeah, there she went again. Beaming proudly as she turned to her companion, who just shook his little head. But come on!!! A secret language only a hero and her companion understood? PERFECT!!!

If her teenage years will teach her anything, it's that the only way to really live life is to roll with the punches. There's no predicting the way anything will ever really turn out, so all Maps can do is hold onto the handlebars and enjoy the ride. One day, she's six years old and using a pair of cheap binoculars to watch Batman & Robin investigate a crime scene before jumping into the sewers. The next, she's fifteen years old, close with Robin, and discovering that Batman mentions her by name in the case files. Not bad. Not bad at all.

She smiles softly, once the game of twenty million questions is turned around on her. Truth be told, she tries to keep her connection to Robin on the quieter side, both because of Olive's pre-existing negative feelings towards Gotham's vigilantes and because it's just nice to have some things that belong to her and one other person. "Thanks! He is cool!" She rests her hands on her hips, and the soft smile turns into a little bit of a smirk. Just a tinge. "I'll make sure to put a good word in for you. Promise." And she will. Her word is a rock solid bond.

"Awwe. Does he have an actual voice or is it just beep and boop noises, like R2?" That does raise the interesting question of how someone decides the voice for a sentient robot. Would she pick one herself or would she let the robot decide? It's an interesting question of philosophy...

Wait...

Hold on a minute...

It turns into a what?

"Wait wait wait, hold on, he can turn into a mecha?" And here, Maps is confronted once again by one of life's fundamental truths: there are very few things in the world cooler than a giant robot. "That's so frickin' cool! What kind of mecha does he turn into? I don't know a whole lot about them but I'm always really interested in seeing one!" Just when she didn't think that the Toygal could get any cooler, here she comes with a giant robot. Life was good, most of the time.

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Toygal giggled, humored by Maps' excitement. It was infectious; or maybe that just seemed to be the case because Toygal was just as excitable. "Sorry, I can't say! I don't want to breach Batman's trust! Besides, this information was all found by me personally! I don't think I could make a good case for myself if I end up stealing data from other heroes."

But she understood. If she were in her shoes; she'd want to know.

"Buuut it's not negative?"

Best she could do...

After nodding, her eyes go wide. "Hold on! Hold ON! You know Robin? No, wait, you're pretty close? Oh, wow! Nothing I found regarding you and your friends told me anything of the sort! Or did I overlook it? Doesn't matter, that's that's so COOL!" Now she was the one bubbling with energy, bouncing on the spot. All the while, little guy simply shook his head at his creators' excitement. But then he was used to her behavior. "Oh gosh, if you could do me a solid, that'd mean the world to me! Oh, but! BUT!!! Only if I managed to help... I don't want fake credit." She wanted to be a hero, after all! She had to actually contribute.

Trying to turn the conversation back to little guy was hard... She did love her companion, and created him with a reason. But her love for heroes of all sorts was difficult for her to ignore. To not want to ask a million questions.

"Yes. Well... He is a good conversationalist. Has access to all of my data and the Toy-network." Yeah, that's what she called her own systems. "He is capable of various infiltration methods, and is indestructible, as his systems will just jump to a different platform. I have a thousand of his platforms ready just in case of danger."

It was little guy himself that helped remind her something as he let out a few soft beeps. "RIGHT! He can turn into a mecha." She casually added, smiling. She forgot about that function. Always thinking on ahead. It's a good thing little guy could think for himself.

"Oooh. That makes sense." A beat, then sparkles in her eyes. "Wait, Batman has case files about me? What does he say? Is it mostly good things? I know that me and my friends do a lot of impulsive stuff but it's all to help out and sometimes that means sneaking into Arkham when it was abandoned but everything turned out fine so... Wait, sorry. I'm rambling." Deep breaths, Maps reminds herself, deep breaths and calm down. Sure enough, she's at a more calm state.

"He's really cute!" And now, Maps tells herself that she really wants a miniature robot companion to follow her around all day too. Kinda like science fiction but more real than the movies are. "Hmm... can you tell me a little more about him? I'm not the best at naming things but I could try to help." She taps her finger against her chin, while also bouncing a foot up and down. Why was naming things so hard sometimes?

She quirks and eyebrow and steps closer to Toygal, looking down at the USB stick. "So, make sure that I put it all on the right computer, then." It was a pretty cool looking USB stick, though. Maps knows that Toygal told her to toss it but she'll probably find a way to hold onto it, even if it's just gonna be a glorified keychain when all is said and done.

"I can see about mentioning you to Robin! He and I are... pretty close." And saying more than that might risk his secret identity to Maps is gonna learn to cut herself off and stop it there.