The one-armed woman looks cautiously at me.
"Robot?"
I like her, she's got some brains in that head. This 'robot' is visibly acting more complex than any Weaponer would code it to be? Must be something
special. So it's clearly in charge, even above the Council member accompanying it.
I smile and send my heavy armour into subspace, replacing it with construct armour.
"Surprise! I-."
One of the students reflexively shoots me.
I'd say something about trigger discipline, but really, this
is a combat zone. He can be excused for a twitch reaction. Do it again, though, and OL might get
annoyed.
"You know, I can see why you were assigned to medical experimentation."
The student next to him swivels on his heel and punches him in the face, knocking him to the deck.
Ah, the Qwardian equivalent of the Dope Slap, I see. Probably a lot more effective at getting a message through thick Thunderer skulls, too.
"Thank you. So, Varnathon, are you willing to accept that I can scan you through whatever disguise you're wearing, or do I have to stab and electrocute you until I work out how to turn it off?"
One-arm q'ardajin frowns.
"He's probably using a simple mass diffractor. A relatively small-."
I mean, she probably wouldn't
mind you slashing and electrocuting him, given the shit she's been through today because of his policies... Suprised she isn't
more concerned about her arm, really.
"Stab and electrocute, because it's not always about efficiency."
"You're the Orange Lantern who-? I thought you'd kill him!"
I take it that's Varnathon forgetting himself there. After all, would the students even know
what an Orange Lantern is? And of course, a good surprise is always the best way to expose someone in disguise...
He reaches up and touches his forehead, the disguise evaporating a moment later.
"Why didn't you kill him!? You had a perfect opportunity!"
Because Kalmin was more useful alive. Honestly, it's like he's not even paying attention. If Varnathon's received any information from the Reach alongside their payments for Qwa-Matter, the Illustres of the Orange Lantern Corps would be a
major data point in it.
"I wanted his skills."
"Do you have any idea how many people he's killed?!"
"An entire planet driven mad with fear for Sinestro's ring alone."
And that's
Canon, by the way. Thankfully later rings are less setup-intensive. Unless they
really drove 3,600 (
7,200 if matching the current Greens) separate planets to destruction to farm the fear...
"That's the least of it! Two species went extinct when he tested out the antithesis ring delivery system alone! He hunter down and dissected dozens of Green Lantern, then tortured them to death to try and work out how their connections to their rings worked!"
I nod.
"Do you have their names? It would help with their record-keeping."
Yeah, It's definitely vivisection if they were still alive to be tortured later, unless he scooped up
more when the dissections failed to reveal any useful data. And honestly, I can see Kalmin ordering that.
"You don't..? Care?"
"The fact that Kalmin's evil isn't exactly news to me. I'm a little surprised that you're so excised about it, though."
That may sound callous, but remember, Enlightened OL has always been about 'Want the End, want the Means.' If he needs to work with a monster like Kalmin, than he
will. What happens when Kalmin's usefulness is ended? Well, that probably depends on how evil Kalmin still is then...
"You're working with a man who genuinely wants to destroy all reality!"
"Yes?"
Well, it doesn't have to be
right away, does it? That bridge can be crossed when it comes to it, after all.
"Why?!"
"I really need someone with his skill set. And there's only so much evil he can do when we're watching him so closely."
True, that. I expect the Controllers have a very close watch on him. Not to the point of annoying him, that could prove painful... But keep in mind, the Controllers
are the people who made things like Sun-Eaters, too...
"I thought I was watching him, then you and the ginger-haired Green Lantern turned up!"
"Look, are you going somewhere with this?"
"Because I do have places to be, things to do. Get the state of my soul checked up on and all that.
"
"I've been reforming q'ardajin society! The Council of Commanders are stupefied into indolence, the Thunderers reduced to menacing the few aliens who actually come here and the remaining Weaponers building for export! This is the least destructive Qward has ever been!"
"That's-. You're actually trying to make Qward less evil?"
"Good
god, it's strange to see this from the
outside..." And yet, his approach is still
flawed. People like Kalmin are still out there, ready to overthrow him and put things back the proper way. His position is precarious as
hell because of that.
"I understand your scepticism, but yes!"
One-arm points her gun at his head. "Explain yourself."
Yes, please do, this should be
amazing to hear.
"We're a species governed by mad scientists! I'm in the process of changing our culture so that we'll become a normal empire, conquering people to exploit their resources and to swell our egos, not out of a sense of obligation to a god who quite literally wants to kill us!" He glare at me. "Why are you even here!?"
"You're trading with the Reach."
True, he does have a point. The problem is, as
Darko noted, people will still suffer no matter how they operate. And if said Omnicidal God shows up, who do you think is going to be
first on his chopping block, Varnathon?
"Probably? Who are-? The ones with no noses and beetle-themed elite soldiers?"
"Yes. You sold them qwa-matter."
"For which they paid extremely well. Access to their supply chains and distribution networks will enrich Qward without giving them anything radically different to the weapons they already deploy."
Except for the whole 'total annihilation field' effect Qwa-Matter can do. True, it's hardly as bad as some of the weapons they have ('Possible Theological implications', anyone?) But it's more likely to fuck things up
worse when things inevitably go wrong. That is a big concern...
"Are you aware that they're fighting the Orange Lantern Corps?"
He stares at me for a few moments.
"Oh eat my marrow."
Yeah, you just realised... You. Dun.
Goofed.

He's seeing his future circling the drain right now, isn't he?
"Why were we selected for medical experimentation?"
"Because to change the q'ardajin I need to be able to control them. I need at least one generation of Weaponers to not try and overthrow the existing order. I need stability."
No, you wanted idiots too uncaring, short-sighted or just
dumb to question things changing. That sort of selection
rarely works out well for any race in the future...
"We learned all the lessons we were taught, we did all we were asked, and you decided that you couldn't use us."
"Yes, but that doesn't matter now! You, Lantern, you could take them. Take them back to your universe with you, and I'll continue to change Qward. I'll even agree not to sell to anyone in the matter universe. Grant me isolation and I'll make a Qward that has forgotten both you and the Anti-Monitor!"
Now, that sounds nice and all,
but...
Ah, man. I don't like deliberately making a society worse, but this is Qward we're talking about. And he's right; I could drop a group of young q'ardajin off with Dox's Research and Development people… Heck, I could probably talk Dr. Sivana into taking them on as graduate students. Amalak would take them. He's probably got plenty of opportunities for ruthless, self-motivated young people with no next of kin.
And it'd be interesting to see if they could lose that 'token evil' streak that Qwardians have been tarred with. Granted, they're probably too old to comfortably change
that much, but it's worth the experiment.
"Alright lads and lasses. How would you feel about working away from home?"
One arm lowers her gun slightly.
"Not excited, but it's better than medical experimentation."
True. I suspect
most things are better than Medical Experimentation on Qward, though.
"That's a positive attitude if ever I heard one. Varnathon, I need to verify your story. You're wearing something that shields you against mental intrusion. Please remove it."
He touches his forehead cybergraft and… Ah, there we go. I can see him.
Why are these idiots always tearing everything down? Don't they see how much stronger we could be if we used our resources more efficiently?
Really, I can see OL seeing a lot of himself in Varnathon, but still...
O-oh. It's like looking at myself. And not just because I'm feeling what he's feeling. He sees the some potential in Qward that I see in Earth; not just serving an uncaring god but building a mighty empire across the stars.
'Mighty Empire across the Stars' does not strike the same note as OL's enlightened desire to uplift Humanity. I mean,
yes, early on, Humans probably would be tempted to go the Empire route...
!Renegade Interrupt!
But it's just not in my interests to let him.
And this is already raising hackles in the thread, I see. But I can see where OL is coming from. There are just too many variables to predict where Varnathon would take things in the long term. For all we know, he'd drive Qward into a hole, or trigger a social backlash far
worse than what we've seen, triggering a new crusade against all life in the Matter universe. Or it might be like Legion's loyalty mission in ME2, where the final choice is really picking from two bad ends (and
should have awarded Renegade points either way.)
I stick a construct muzzle over his face.
"Kalmin, come to my location. We have him."
Hey, you never know,
Mr Zoat might be following a 'golden path' playguide for this quest, that gives
far better long-term benefits than the obvious ones we see. Handing Varnathon over to Kalmin might
not see him promptly Qwa-bolted out of existence... Especially if their relationship values are just right.