Ah. I send construct peelers to remove the skin and then pick-
"Customarily, those are eaten-"
The abbot sits down opposite me at the canteen table, a bowl of muesli in front of him.
Dinner with their host? Or judging by the content, breakfast? I'm surprised the ring hasn't pinged local time.
"-with the skin intact."
"I have a bit of a thing about textures."
I know that feel. Some things just feel
wrong, whether a paper straw on the lips, or an unfamiliar snack on the tongue...
I cut off a small piece of the fruit's flesh and put in into my mouth. It tastes… Well, that's not custard. Maybe more… Floral? It puts me a little in mind of a potato, only… Not, obviously.
"Seems edible enough."
Well, taste is whatever you ultimately
want it to be. I can appreciate the desire to experience new things.
"I assume that you scanned it?"
"Naturally, but the fact that I can digest it doesn't necessarily indicate that I want to. I mean-"
After all, who know what effect it'll have on your digestive system. I remember in GRRL Power, where the spice-loving main character eats a bowl of
super-spicy alien food, and it comes out
hotter than it went in. And
glowed.
I take an apple out of subspace and put it down next to his bowl.
"-do you know what this-?"
Come now, OL. Do you really think the abbot of a space monastery on an alien world would...
"Apple." He picks it up in his right hand and bites into it. He chews, smiling slightly as he tastes it. "A little sweeter than I was expecting, but I imagine that your species have developed multiple commercial varieties by now."

... Abbot SUS.Seriously, how did he...
I frown. "Okay, I know that we don't export fruit… Or anything, so how do you know about 'apples'?"
"The records of Green Lanterns of Sector Two Eight One Four. A few of them took the time to describe the societies they encountered when they visited your homeworld."

...
Plausible. But I'm
watching you, buster.
He takes another bite and chews it slowly. I do the same, focusing on my own fruit. With my power ring abilities being what they are I don't strictly need to eat. Regularly, anyway; the desire to ingest is so built in to the human psyche that it wouldn't be a good idea to stop eating completely even if I could. But there's no real link between by health and my diet. I could just eat chocolate for every meal if I wanted. Or that ridiculously sugar-rich cereal with the 'marshmallows' that Wallace eats despite not needing to any more. But instead I mostly eat a normal diet. It's a good habit in case I'm forced to go without a ring for an extended period or eat in company.
Does that mean Wally fixed his dietary issues at some point? That should have warranted some comment before now... Or is he just being childish? ...I mean, I
still prefer Rice Bubbles to most other cereals...

What, they're
tasty.
"Are you making progress?"
"Yes, though that's about all that I can say. Xor managed to turn off his ring yesterday, and Dul is a little more engaged with the program."
'
Engaged' is one way to put it. No comment about Onik, or did he expect the abbot to simply assume 'oh, he's doing well.'
"And Lantern Toren?"
"It's a rather different way of thinking, and Green Lanterns aren't selected for their adaptability. The Guardians actually have Guy Gardner going through their list of abilities that former Green Lanterns developed to see if he can replicate them."
I wonder how many Guy's succeeding at, too. I bet their next sparring session will be a lot more
lively.
"I don't believe that I've heard of him."
"Really? Guy Gardner, Host of Ion? I thought-"
The abbot freezes in shock.
To a Lanternist, that would basically be the equivalent of becoming a divine Prophet or messiah figure... To
someone else, it would be well... Bad news.
"-that would be bigger news."
"He is.. merged with Ion constantly?"
"Because if so, that's going to have
so many knock-on effects amongst my faith..."
"No, but he's pulled it off at least twice. The first time wasn't deliberate; he was just focusing really hard and had a breakthrough. The second time was. I'm not sure what not having Ion in the Green Central Power Battery actually does to it, but Guy's only using it sparingly."
I frown.
"I think he converted to Lanternism, actually. I'm a little surprised that he hasn't visited."
To be fair, his previous faith left a lot to be desired after the Silver City practically
blockaded Earth in pursuit of OL...
"We will be happy to receive him if he appears." He loads his spoon with muesli. "Your quarters were sufficient?"
The quarters we were offered were Spartan and possessing of a Green Lantern theme. Perfectly adequate and free of distractions. Naturally, I redecorated, changing the theme from green to orange.
Because of course you would. I
hope you plan to change it back when you leave?
"Yes, thank you. I assume that we're not besieged by the curious masses?"
"There has been some interest. Fortunately, the people of Karax respect our work enough that they have merely been messages of curiosity and enthusiasm rather than anything too intrusive. What are your plans for today?"
Well, that's
surprisingly respectful. Any Earth culture in this situation would have paparazzi hanging from the treetops trying to get pictures and religious zealots banging on the doors, whether to
insist on greeting them or to condemn them for heresy...

Man, humans
suck.
"I want to do more work on instinctive emotional responses. We touched on fear yesterday, but really we need to do all of them."
"Yes, you mentioned that you encountered a yellow power ring user other than Sinestro." He frowns. "I thought that he was the only one."
Oddly
specific question... OL's met
more than one, though. Indeed, he's met
many different colours, mostly himself.
"Parallel universes. Al Scott lives on a parallel universe version of Earth. If I had to guess, his ring was an early prototype Kalmin-"
The abbot's eyes dart to stare directly into mine at the mention of his name.
...I repeat,
Abbot SUS. And I can't imagine OL missed that, either. Whether he has his
own suspicions as to its
meaning, we won't know unless it pops up in his thoughts.
"-made before he could complete his masterpiece for Sinestro. Or… Parallel universe. Maybe they have their own Kalmin, or their own Krona, or perhaps all of their Guardian-equivalents are evil. I don't know. And… He wasn't the only yellow ring user I encountered. The other one was a parallel universe version of me."
"If there are so many other rings, why don't Green Lantern Corps records mention them?"
Because the Guardians
hate the idea of anyone knowing about other Lights? I'm honestly amazed Sinestro ever found out about the yellow, to some degree. Probably because of the Weaponers.
"The Green Lantern Corps is a paramilitary police organisation. They're not explorers or scientists. Going to parallel universes on a jolly isn't really their job."
"Did you learn anything about how they used their rings? Anything that might give us some clue about how Sinestro uses his?"
...Looking for some
hints? If the thread guesses are right, you should know
quite well how Sinestro uses his ring...
"I didn't see Al Scott fight. And frankly I didn't enjoy his company enough to want to-."
"You didn't-" The abbot frowns. "-fight him?"
Given the Capo had
decades of experience, and plenty of opportunities to keep his hand in compared to Alan-16? That would be a
bad idea.
"No, that whole situation was a mess. I mostly-. Here." I generate a datapad with my full report on it and slide it across the table. "In summary, I had a choice between a devastating war which would probably eventually be pyrically 'won' by the 'good' guys, who weren't particularly good, or arranging for a mutual de-escalation that allowed some of the bad guys to temporarily escape justice but caused the least collateral damage. I didn't spend time socialising or training with him."
Yeah, not a lot of good options on that little trip. Sometimes, you just
can't win in a heroic way.
"I see. And the other?"
"He'd achieved enlightenment by constantly reflecting on his fears and forcing himself to feel them. Accepting them as part of his psyche. He did that because he didn't have a personal lantern and had to come up with an alternate way to recharge."
That's Lord Protector Paul, or Yaul, as some of us took to calling him. Stuck in the Thundercats-remake universe of Third Earth, with only a mystical Sword of fear-magic to charge from. Needs must. I bet OL's been honestly
impressed at some of the options his alternates took.
"Is it possible to recharge a power ring through meditation? There's no mention of that in our archives either."
"Not without access to certain types of arcane artefacts. It's like the difference between plugging a battery into a recharging station and building a wind turbine and a transformer." I shrug. "But yes, it's possible."
"Fascinating. Tell me more."
Because one of the bottlenecks of a Yellow Lantern Corps' production line
would be rings and personal lanterns.