Oliver really liked to undersell things. It'd been a week and Lena couldn't handle the curiosity any longer so she went to the warehouse Oliver had told her about to check out the tech he'd left her, hoping it'd help her make a decision whether to take up the mantle of the Green Arrow. Apparently tech consisted of a completely fitted suit, Lena had no idea how he'd gotten her measurements, a bow that was perfectly calibrated for her drawing power, and thousands of arrows of all different type, all clearly labeled.

This was too much. She stood there fully geared up in the suit, her new bow in hand, and gazed into the small mirror. The mask was tight across her face and she couldn't help but feel the security that came with masking herself. She looked damn good, if she said so her self. Her hair was held up and behind the hood, but for a few strands that she let poke out at the bottom, covering some of her pale neck. She looked exactly like Oliver's suit, simply smaller and leaner to fit her more lithe form.

Lena had already thrown a few punches, shot a few arrows at some targets earlier and found that the suit didn't hinder her draw or her movability at all. It was perfect, and it was comfortable enough to live in all the time, though she knew that was a foolish thought.

She turned back once again to survey the computers, and entire station that she imagined looked like the Arrowcave of Earth One, was pristine and waiting for her. She hit a button to boot up the system and almost screamed in surprise.

A blonde woman, glasses sitting on her nose, pretty pink dress and high heels stood there in the middle of the floor, tablet in hand. Lena drew and arrow and pointed it at her, firing. It whizzed, connected and went through her. The woman looked at her wide-eyed before smiling again. "You must be Lena! Hi!"

"Who are you? What are you?"

"I am an AI system set up by Oliver Queen and Sara Lance. I am similar to Gideon, though they have left out much of the technology that makes me capable of looking into timelines and have reprogrammed me with a new look and a new directive."

Lena blinked. "A new directive."

The AI nodded enthusiastically. "Yes! I will help run the computers from here so that you can be out there beating up crime! Isn't that exciting?"

Lena nodded numbly and tried to make sense of everything. "So why did they give you a new look? Why not just an incorporeal AI that I could speak to?"

The AI scrunched her nose up and seemed to think, or process. "Oliver thought that it would be less weird to talk to something you could see. He also made my new form correlate with his own tech adviser, Felicity Smoak."

Lena dryly chuckled. "Apparently Oliver likes to go all out. What does the actual Felicity think of this?"

The AI frowned. "First of all, that's a little rude. I have feelings too you know? Or something that's like feelings. And I'm sure she was fine with it considering she allowed them to use her image when they scanned her."

"Felicity… Alright, I can work with this. Do you have an option to contact Oliver to tell him something?"

The AI Felicity blinked before she tapped away at her tablet. "Yes, I can get you a video call? Is that alright? Sadly, Cisco is the only one who can open portals."

Lena came next to the AI and chuckled. "A video conference will be perfect, thank you Felicity."

The woman beamed happily. "Finally some good manners!" She tapped away before one of the screens of a nearby computer shifted and showed a room that was, in fact, very much like her own lair. It took several moments and some shuffling before Oliver, still in his suit from the mayor's office. He smiled, seemingly happy to see her.

"Hello, Lena. The suit looks like it fits. You look great. I assume you like it or you wouldn't be glaring at me through the mask." He chuckled and leaned in closer to the screen. "Perfecting your Arrow glare? It's pretty good for a beginner."

"Oliver. This is… extensive." She didn't rise to his teasing, though, he was right. She'd glared at herself trying to look intimidating for a half hour.

He seemed to shrug, though the small smile on his face spoke to how pleased he was. "To be the Green Arrow, to be a vigilante when others around you have superpowers is not an easy thing. You need all the resources you can get."

"I'm going to do it." At his frown she clarified. "I'm going to be the Green Arrow."

Oliver chuckled, shaking his head. "I hope I don't offend you, but I didn't expect anything else. You have the look in your eyes that you want to make the world a better place. I know you will Lena, even if you didn't become the Green Arrow. But now that you will be, your impact will be more than you can imagine."

Lena knew she liked the other billionaire for a reason. "I'll get training."

Oliver nodded, his expression still fond. "I hope this isn't the last time we talk, Lena. And remember, tell Kara."

She took a look over her shoulder to her new AI assistant and chuckled. "I don't believe it will be. And don't worry about Kara. I'll handle it when the time comes."

They said their goodbyes and Lena turned to her tech support. "So, how about you pick me someone to go after, Felicity? I'll train tonight and go after them tomorrow."

Felicity's brain whirred and she tapped away at her tablet before flicking it to the nearest computer screen. "How about her?"

Lena bit her lip as the picture and name of Veronica Sinclair appeared on her computer seen. "Felicity, it's like you were reading my mind."

There was a pregnant pause from the AI before she spoke. "Thanks, but just for reference and so that you aren't scared of a Skynet situation, do you guys have the Terminator movies here? Never mind, just know that mind reading isn't one of my capabilities."