37: Famous

After some considerate moments, with Batman being like a saint waiting for her to exit from her safe zone, Kagome inhaled deeply, "Alright, well, here goes nothing, I guess." She broadened her shoulders and stepped out, nearly jolting out of her skin when the doors banged close behind her.

Batman nodded, not expressing how grateful he felt that she was brave enough to leave her insecurities behind, and pivoted toward the great computers, "Not everyone will be available, but good number of the members displayed interests to speak with you." He said after a short flight of the stairs, his fingers already clacking in in the lighted keyboard.

"Why exactly, though?" Kagome muttered, staying a good number of feet away from the caped man, "I don't think we've done anything to gain that sort of interest." She waved an arm around, glad that Shippou kept quiet to this strange matter.

At that it was the first time she ever saw him almost giving an exasperated look, "You and your..." He paused with some brief consideration, "family had done more than enough to be considered impressive." Batman pointed out, while all of the screens were showing an animated icon of a ringing phone.

Before anyone could say more however, each of the screens were slowly picked up and displayed familiar faces of famous strangers.

Shippou couldn't stop a series of squeaks, the fur of his tail spiking from excitement, while peering over his surrogate mother's shoulder. He wasn't too sure whether if he should be scared or excited, missing how tensed his caretaker's muscles were becoming underneath his form. Kagome felt her throat throbbing with thick, endless wads of saliva, "Ooooh, boy." She bit her lips to stop herself from whimpering.

There were a great range of big faces, all staring at her and the little freckled boy on her back.

The green hatted man grinned, "Heh, they're the ones you and Martian were bragging about, eh, Bats?"

"Hm, I'm not quite sure exactly what I've been expecting," remarked the winged woman, "but bigger things had came into smaller packages around these parts." She sounded amused, eager even.

"Ah, you're the one who gave Zatara the hell last week? Well, I'll be damned!" The one with red cowl, at which Kagome recognized as The Flash, sounded quite impressed, "Wished I could've been there to see it."

Kagome winced at the reminder, but ultimately chose to keep her big mouth shut. She ignored how fast Shippou's tail was brushing across her lower back, or how tightly he was gripping her skin. She refused to curb his excitement. He was only a child after all.

"Greeting, Kagome." Wonder Woman hummed, though like Batman, she revealed nothing of her thoughts. She looked as confident and serene as the media had exhibited her to be. She then blinked, spotting the small boy at her back, "And...Shippou, I believe?"

Shippou squeaked, ducking his head underneath Kagome's hair, "Um...hi?" He furled in his tail, making himself as small as he could.

She chuckled, "Hello there."

Hawkwoman couldn't resist adding in her input, "Okay, you are quite cute. And I didn't think you couldn't be any cuter than your pictures."

Shippou was completely red and hid himself totally from their views, "Mamaaaa..."

"Take the compliments, kid, they're not wrong." Kagome patted one of his clenched hands, to assure him. But even his flustering at several of Justice League's members' compliments, couldn't crack a grin out of her. She was too much a ball of tensions to find some hilarity in this situation.