Lena had to give it to her new AI she was very efficient. Lena had expected the search for Veronica to take several days. It took Felicity all of ten minutes to get a location on her. Lena had walked away to change into street clothes, she didn't want to change in front of Felicity despite her being an AI it had still felt a little weird, and had barely gotten back to her bag of clothes before Felicity was calling her back over. It seemed Veronica had chosen that very night to attract attention again. Lena didn't want to know how she got back to this planet, having heard the off-world tale from Kara some months before, but she didn't really care. Veronica was a bitch and she had some payback coming for both the time at boarding school as well as the horrible things she'd done to the alien population in National City.
The attention Veronica had drawn to herself that had, in turn, drew Felicity to her was the fact she'd ditched the fight club gimmick and gone to arms dealing with a well known seller named Kona Reeves. How original, thought Lena. She was watching the woman talking to a shady looking Hawaiian man near the docks. As far as Lena could tell it looked pretty standard for what she knew arms deals to be; she'd watched a lot of cop shows. This was strangely un-alien for someone as obsessed as Veronica, but Lena couldn't focus on that. She needed to make sure her first outing went well and that it was memorable. It was time to get the name Green Arrow out there. She took one more look around the warehouse and took stock of what she could see. After compiling a small form of a plan at seeing what she was working with it was time for action.
She dropped down to the next set of rafters as silently as she could and drew an arrow. She felt that Zen she used to back at school when she'd taken up archery fall over her. Her mind cleared and her breathing slowed. She let the arrow slip from her fingers and watched it go through the knee of the salesman on the opposite side of Veronica. Lena smirked, even as she drew her next arrow, looks like that guy wouldn't be adventuring anytime soon. She put the Skyrim jokes aside for the time being and took the gun out of the hands of one of Veronica's bodyguards with a second arrow right before the third arrow sunk into his shoulder and he fell to the ground in pain.
She'd obviously taken them by surprise because no shots had been fired at all. Arrows tended to throw people for a loop it seemed. She shot a rappelling arrow into the other side of the wall and swung down, releasing it as soon as her legs caught around the neck of the other bodyguard. She used her momentum to spin her body and throw his down. She spun on her knees and delivered a hard punch to his head, which would have probably broken her knuckle if the glove of the suit hadn't been reinforced.
He was down for the count so she drew another arrow and pointed it at Veronica who looked legitimately at a loss for what to do. Lena had turned on her voice modulator before she'd even sneaked her way into the building. "Veronica Sinclair, you have failed National City!"
She watched Veronica's face change as she raised her hands in the air. It was her fake confidence. She thought she could talk her way out of it. "Not really what I was expecting. I thought that Kryptonian loser was the only one who liked to dress up outside of Halloween."
Lena stood, keeping her arrow trained on the cocky woman. "You know the risk of wearing skin tight dresses? I don't have a lot of margin of error on where to put this arrow. You talking might make me miss if I try to pin you to the wall with one."
Veronica's mouth snapped shut and she raised her hands a little higher. Lena aimed the arrow upwards and watched it explode with ropes to tie around her wrists. She took two steps forward and cold cocked her across the cheek. Lena watched with satisfaction as the Asian woman dropped like a sack of bricks. "That was for boarding school, you bitch."
She shook her hand out to relieve the pain and stooped down to grab her so she could leave her at the nearest police station along with the recording device of the buy as it was happening. That's when she heard the tell tale crash of a certain Kryptonian dropping in through the roof. "Hold it right there."
Lena tried to fight a smile. "Supergirl." She turned around seeing that Kara was trying to peer through her lead lined hood. "I've already taken care of things here. You wouldn't happen to want to help me carry all of them to the police station for me? It'd be a very gentlemanly thing to do for a girl in need."
She watched the crinkle, this time from annoyance, appear on Kara's face. "Who are you? You look like the Green Arrow, but he's an entire dimension away."
"And he has a penis." Lena stated the obvious, watching amusedly as Kara flushed a bit from the "course" language. "I would assume."
"Great. Another vigilante I have to deal with. I'm not going to help someone I don't know and don't trust." She looked ready for a fight, and Lena couldn't help it. She laughed.
The voice modulator made it sound super creepy, but she couldn't help it. Kara looked just so done when it came to the entire situation. She reached up to turn her modulator off before standing upright, stifling her giggle. "What about helping a friend?"
She watched her eyebrows crinkle again, as Lena reached for the hood and pulled it off. She stood there with a smile on her face, the mask coming off soon after. "I can't really carry them all myself, so I was banking on you showing up."
Kara's eyes were wide, her hands no longer making fists, and her cheeks were flushed for some reason. "Lena…"
Lena bit her lip. Now it was time to see how Kara reacted. This could go really well, or very poorly, and with how much she cared about Kara and what the blonde thought of her, this could make or break the new Green Arrow.