I can tell from Jade's body language that her eyes are narrowing inside her helmet.
"Really?"
See, clearly part of
Jade's training involved Obscured Body Language 101. naturally very important given the typical League of Shadows operations uniform.
"Yes."
"Volthoom, I'm hurt. All the years we've been together, and you abandon me for this… Woman."
Oh, is the ring going to give him the 'It's not you, it's me' speech?
"Correction. You abandoned me for a Weaponer."
"I was trying to become more deadly. For you."
Seriously, this really sounds like they were
dating.
"Lie detected. You were too weak to effectively use my power. You only want to use it for yourself"
"Did I come at a bad time?"
Got to wonder
what Volthoom wants its power used for, then...
Lantern Harrolds stares at his ring. "No."
"Because if it's really annoying you, we can give you an orange one?"
Hopefully one with some special security settings, I hope...
His eyes slide towards me. "And your woman gets this?"
"Unless you've got a plan for it. I'm curious about how it works."
I, for one, wonder how much of the 'I am Entity Volthoom' is AI and how much is a trapped soul?
"Excuse me."
"I wouldn't complain about being referred to as 'your man'." Huh. "Actually, I'd quite like it. Ah, how was using it?"
Fair's fair, after all. Good for the goose, good for the gander.
"Difficult. Not as user friendly as the orange ring. And the voice is annoying. I don't think it's my kind of weapon."
"Tool. But, yeah, Harrolds? How long did it take you to get good with it?"
I mean, Jade did need weaponry more than she wanted tools...
"Oh. Basic shields and beams and flying took… Three days? Actual constructs that do things took weeks. I ended up mostly training for strength. Simple, reliable stuff."
I nod, looking at Jade. "The Green Lantern version of you I met at Vanishing Point trained for years with Alan's ring before becoming a Sector Lantern. Green rings are… Hard."
On the other hand, a
master of a Green Ring is
quite the skilled Ring-Slinger.
"Your man's right." He smirks at me and I nod in gratitude. "Holding the images in your head… It's not a normal way of thinking about things."
"I'll bare that in mind. I think I prefer normal weapons."
No need to worry about them dissolving if you get distracted, for one thing.
Ah, darn. No point talking to Malvolio about that, then. I turn to Harrolds.
"How did you get it?"
...Seriously,
so many origins for Crime Syndicate
Power Rings.
"Found it in a shop." He shrugs. "Chinese knick-knack place. No one was using it. Don't think the owner knew what it was." He takes a slow breath. "So what happens now?"
"You're free to go. Unless you need a lift back to the anti-matter universe, in which case you can wait until I'm finished here."
...Huh. That was lucky. Or fate. Still, I expect he's extra dependent on OL's help right now...
"'Anti-matter'? But we're-?" He gets it. "Oh, right. Yeah, I don't think I could picture the transition clearly enough to do it myself."
"Right. Do you want to talk to Lord Malvolio before that?"
...Now that would be an
interesting conversation. But likely to see violence...
"I don't think we'd get on. Him and that other green Power Ring are powerful, but I've already got what I needed."
"Jade, I realise that this was a bit more exciting that I planned, and that you're due some downtime."
Oh, right, this was supposed to be a
day off. OL and his busman's holidays.
"Is there a 'but' coming?"
"Er… I'm going to try visiting New Genesis next. Should be peaceful and I'd appreciate the company, but I completely understand if you want to do something restful instead, and I know how high-stress events can impede judgement."
...And there's also the matter of whether they'd allow
him in.
"Can you handle it?"
"The Justice League rescued a group of New Genesis children a while ago. And they know about me and the Ophidian. I should at least get a hearing, and Izaya's usually pretty even-tempered. Yes."
...The opening moment of that visit is going to involve guns pointed at him, isn't it?
Lots of guns?
"Then I'm going back to Maltus and booking myself into a spa. Because you're right about judgement getting impaired."
I nod. "I'll see you there when I'm finished on New Genesis."
Yeah, a little pampering will be good for her, I think.
"That includes you."
"I… Not-. I can handle it better. Once Earth's safe again, I can… Take a breather."
...Why do I get the feeling that sense of responsibility is going to lead him to make a critical mistake?
"Until the next thing. You should still take someone with you."
"Yes, that had occurred to me. I'll see you later."
I pity whoever gets
that job.
I step out
and reappear a little way from Malvolio, who is… Watching in the direction that Dennap left in.
Curiosity? Wistful thoughts of what could have been if they'd allowed him to serve? Who knows?
"There's probably a lot that they could teach you."
"Power I have and skill I can learn. But they cannot allay my fears, and it seems that I cannot either."
Sadly, Guardians don't really deal
well with anything that isn't Will. Too much of it flowing in their veins.
"I don't know your mother, so I can't guess how she felt. You told me that it was a regrettable mistake."
"And I do regret it, and have done penance for it. But… My mother would not have… If she did not love him. And I killed him."
There's probably a little embarrassment of having to think
that way about his mother, too. You know, the whole 'oh god, my parents do the sex?' issue kids seems to find difficult to process...
"Are you still a Christian?"
"It has been some time since my last communion, but aye, I am."
...Man, imagine the face of the priest having to hear that
confession...
"Then you have repented the deed and you'll see them both in Heaven. If that's too long, necromancy remains an option. But if Parallax saying that has ruffled your feathers significantly, maybe you need to do something."
Malvolio floats in space for a moment, and then opens a burning green door in space
He's got a lot to think about, I see.
"I shall consider the matter. Fare thee well."
I nod as he leaves, and then-.
Well, that was a pleasant farewell. On to the next.
"Illustres!"
"Lantern Ragnar. Satisfied?"
He flies up to me, armour glowing.
Bet he feels a little blue-balled about testing himself against his fear back there...
"It was fun, but… Parallax did not challenge my will the way it did to you and Malvolio."
"You could head over to Oa, if you wanted. They might let you expose yourself to Parallax under controlled conditions. Or…" I fabricate a cylinder of fear chemical. "You could try this. It should work on your species, but I recommend using it without your ring on."
...Careful, now. Don't want to get addicted to the rush. Just look at what happened to Dr Crane.
He takes it from me, smiling. "Thank you, Illustres. Where will you go now?"
"New Genesis. I need-. Oh. whoops."
...Now what, OL? What could you possibly have forgotten?
20th January 2013
19:44 GMT
The great yellow demon could arrive at any moment, and the Illustres isn't here. I don't know what could have delayed him-.
Ah, right. This young Lantern.
I run through his mental exercises once more and check the position of the fleet around Sereaven. My home.
And I will die before I let him touch-.
Well, look at you, all determined to keep your home safe...
My ring glimmers as the Illustres finally sends me a message, and I view it at once!
"Oh."
...Yeah, that's got to be a little frustrating.