me-.
I wince as another strand of orange light extrudes from the Orange Central power Battery and flows into me.
"Are you you yet?"
Getting help from the most
experienced user of the Orange Light, I see. I'm not surprised Hinon is looking into this personally. It must be
fascinating on an intellectual level.
I don't change my posture, but shake my head as Hinon floats into my field of view.
"I don't know. No. No, I'm not. I've got… I've somehow recovered most of my memories… I think. At least enough of them to make sense of things… But I don't know what I've lost, and the… The self-awareness I had…"
Again: Is it better to have lost and
not remember what you've lost, or to have lost, and be
aware of what's missing? In this case, I suspect OL prefers the latter, if only so he can endeavour to reclaim it.
I shake my head.
"I suppose it can't be self-awareness if those bits literally aren't part of my self any longer."
But they will be, soon enough. We
know you, OL. You're already working out how to fix this.
"Hm."
"As much as I appreciate you checking up on me, I've got a lot of mission reports to go through, so..?"
Geez, not even given medical leave while he recovers? Or is he insisting on maintaining the facade of healthiness?
"I've got a present for you."
She removes her left hand from her sleeve, an orange power ring held between her thumb and forefinger.
Heh. No more special customs for you, OL. Perhaps when you can make one yourself...
"I had thought that next time you felt the need for a new ring, you would be the one making it yourself. Since you clearly can't do that, I made a rush order."
"I'm… Sorry."
I'll bet that when he does, it'll be like a Bugatti to the rest of the Corps' Mercedes... Imagine it: Processing and scanning capabilities out the wazoo, full magical support capabilities... Who know what he'd
want by then?
"Whatever for?"
"For… Getting the rings destroyed. Larfleeze's ring, and the one you nearly killed yourself making-."
Antiques, boy. You've been using the equivalent of a Commodore 64 and a 286 PC to access the Orange Light. Now you'll have the latest
tablet... All the more reason to work towards making your own ring...
"Larfleeze's ring was a near-useless antique that I'm still not completely sure that Krona didn't have some sort of backdoor to. As for my ring… Frankly, that wasn't my best work."
"It wasn't?"
Certainly it worked well enough. But it was billions-of-years-old tech...
"As you correctly observed, I put myself into a coma creating it, splitting my focus in all too many ways. And then it went into the Bleed, and frankly it's a minor miracle that it wasn't completely destroyed."
I frown. "Miracle? Do you mean literally or metaphorically?"
By the will of the Source, it came to
you, OL...
"I know that you consider me old, but Triarch worship was well before my time." She shakes her head.
"I doubt that any deity you know -most of whom are younger than me- would intervene to deliver a power ring to someone like you. And that's before even considering the awkwardness of delivering it to a reality like yours."
I carefully extend my left hand and take it from her.
Now, for anyone else, you'd expect a little
ceremony, but these two waste no time...
"So this is… Better?"
"Better than the ones you were using. About as good as the ones we've forged for the rest of the Corps."
So I was right, it's the basic model. A stock tablet, and probably lacking
some of the lock-outs the regular Corpsmen get...
I frown, then nod. "Because all of the Controllers who've forged them have had access to the Orange Central Power Battery, so there's no reason for them to be any worse."
"They're slightly worse. There are… Things you can do, when you know the prospective Lantern as well as I know you."
So she's loaded it up with a custom database tailored for him? On top of whatever specific extra functions he needs as Illustres.
"Hinon, I'm not sure that I know me at the moment."
"No, I do. You'll work to get back to full mission fitness, because you hate the idea of losing bits of yourself. Which means that you'll be the person I made this ring for eventually."
And perhaps by then, he'll need it less. Surprised he's only getting one ring, though. Even if this model has better power storage performance, OL typically needs all the charge he can get, the things he pulls off sometimes.
"I…" I nod. "Intend to, but I've got no idea how long that will take."
"Then you'll have a mildly-suboptimal ring until then. It should still be better than the one you were using." She frowns, turning to look at the Central Power Battery. "Have you tried talking to the Ophidian?"
Surprised he didn't think to try that first. Or maybe she wouldn't recognise him as is...
"No. I didn't think that was a good idea. And I don't… Exactly remember what she's like."
"No?"
Worried about her going
"Mine!" and not letting go this time? Do you think so little of her growth?
"I've got the records, and I remember some of what we did together, but I don't have the… Intuitive understanding of her mindset that I used to have. I remember that it.. used to feel like she was… Next to me, but invisible, the whole time." I shake my head. "And I really don't feel that way right now. Has..? Have any of the other Lanterns tried talking to her?"
"Talking at her, certainly. But she appears to be a one-Lantern snake."
So she'll only bond with
her agent, and no-one else? Loyal to a fault, i suppose.
I smile. "
That's kind of nice."
I exhale, sliding the new-. No, no,
my new power ring onto my left ring finger. My environmental shield engages at once-.
Good to see he already has propriety unlocked from the start.
"Oh! Damn it!"
"Is something wrong?"

Now what?
"I can't use the Honden at the moment. It would-. Probably take me years to fly back to Earth like this."
"Why would you want to return to Earth?"
From the fastest thing in the Corps to below average... I'm sure they can spot you a personal warp-shuttle...
"I don't right now. But I will probably want to within the next few years."
I stand, pointing my left hand at the Central Power Battery and wanting my-. Myself back. What had been occasional threads becomes a mist, and I-. It's quite a relief to-. Huh, ice cream. Not.. just ice cream, but the days out with the extended family association that had slipped my mind.
Yes... You'll want to get back to Earth
sooner rather than later, I think. I imagine your friends are a little worried, if word was sent to the Lanterns on watch.
"So what actually happened?"
"You flew up to a Reach ship which contained a surprising amount of qwa-matter. The Weaponer's besides himself. It's the most entertainment I've had in ten thousand years."
Beside himself with rage at the abuse of holy Qwa-matter, or in excitement at getting to see OL survive it? Or maybe
both? And again, the way Qwa-matter is being described, it puts me in mind of the destructive energies from '
Crisis on Infinite Earths'...
"So..?"
"Normally I'd say something like 'so don't do that again you silly man', but the Reach can block most types of ring scan and we didn't have any reason to believe that they had anything like enough qwa-matter for something like that. The unfortunate truth is that it's not possible to predict everything a sufficiently clever enemy might try." She huffs. "Having examined the site, it looks like you were completely disintegrated."
So, the rest of the Corps is going to have to be a bit more careful around Reach ship, then. Because I doubt any of
them could survive exposure at all...
"I woke up in a body."
"After you told Lantern Gozzi that you could see spirits, she decided to create a physical duplicate and hope for the best." Hinon frowns. "Normally, I'd warn you about a woman showing that much interest in your body, but since she's coluan you're probably alright."
Impressive initiative on her part. Most of the Corps would simpyl have mourned his loss and moved on...
"And… Between my affinity for the orange light and her ring… That was enough?"
Hinon looks at me like I've said something stupid.
Hardly, it seems. I'm sure she'll explain it in small words for you,
child...
"No, of course not. You drew a tiny portion of the Honden into the material universe; a part associated with the Leentniar. When your physical body was destroyed, it… Dumbing it down a great deal, it snapped back, taking a lot of you with it."
I nod.
Ouch. And that part is probably a wreck. OL's going to have some cleaning up to do when he gets back in, I bet.
Best Snek is a bit miffed at what he did to
her place, I bet.
"Do you have a plan for getting the rest back?"
"Yes. I'm going to need a wizard and a lift back to the Leentniar's system."
"We'll need an old priest and a young priest..."
