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[So here's the guy she had to follow, steal some blood from, and recommend how to kill. Great. Just great. He looked about twelve years old, despite what his profile said. Not that it mattered. She certainly wasn't going to just give up information about someone's weak spots without good reason. And Dagger had definitely not given any,

She lurked for a few hours, watching him, trying to get an idea of his habits before deciding it was time to give up the ghost. She dropped down from one of the rover and then turned the corner to face him.]

Hey. Hanbei, right?

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[It's funny, because normally, Hanbei's pretty good at picking out when people are tailing him. But maybe it's because of his pursuer's own expertise that makes Hanbei jump a bit when she appears.]

Whoa! Don't scare me like that. [He doesn't seem too surprised, though.] But that's right. And you are?

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Whoops!

[She raises her hands apologetically.]

Batgirl. Sorry to drop in on you like this. But I promise I've got good reason/

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Batgirl... that sounds like a title [But yes, he's listening.]

Nice to meet you! What is it?

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It's sort of a legacy in that sense.

[Then the smile fades off her face and she jams a thumb towards a secluded spot in the rover field.]

Mind if we chat over there?

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[That isn't suspicious at all.]

Legacy? Is that so? [...] Well, I guess I can't say no to a pretty girl like you.

[So yes, he'll follow.]

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A lot of guys have a thing for a girl in a cape and cowl.

[And off she leads him, to the edge of the field, behind a rover wheel. She looks around once again, around the rover before pulling out a grappling hook and offering him her hand.]

You okay with heights?

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It's not bad.

[But, don't worry about him- he does hold onto her hand, mostly out of curiosity. What's that weapon supposed to grab onto?]

I am. How are you going up [He points to the sky] from here, though? You don't look like you can fly.