<hr/><hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;"><strong>GM POST</strong></span></div><hr/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ReN4fvk.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Time/Date:</strong>TBD<br/><strong>Location:</strong>OA Graduation Hall<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Khea, Zari, Govets.<br/><hr/><br/>Though the recruits would not have realized it, their class was one that many Lanterns watched with great interest, hope and sadness. They were the last group that would ever receive the rings as they had. Or at least more accurately they were the last group that Mogo would have selected prior to the tragic events that had unfolded not to very long before. The class themselves wouldn’t have any idea of what had happened as they were purposefully kept separate from the battle, left under Kilowogs protection. In the wake of that conflict, their training only got progressively harder every step of the way. From the barren desert planet of Ampar's Landing, to the lush jungles and murk swamps of Vorta IV and even other planet’s of ice or fire after. The recruits were tested with and without their rings. It wasn’t merely their physical prowess that was being tested, nor their fortitude. The training was testing their drive, their will and their very limits. Those that couldn’t navigate and handle the stressful challenges each planet provided or the test that came at the end of it were removed from the training. At the end, merely 23 graduates stood victorious.<br/><br/>Their graduation was a bit of a bittersweet moment for many of their superiors, a reminder of what had been lost and how this small handful would be expected to shoulder a burden as only few Lanterns have ever had to before. The scope of which was not lost on the Veterans that had survived the conflict. As the situation had changed, so to must they and from behind the scenes the remnants of the Lantern leadership worked on a plan to try to ensure those that had relied on their protection would not be left in that growing darkness. The celebration was very small and more of an honoring of the responsibility these graduates would accept and the challenges they would face in the coming days. Those who would speak before them would talk of their own experiences and how important the work that was done here was. Some would recall their own beginnings fresh from their training and their first sectors. There weren't many speakers and some took the time to remember those that had come before. All in all it was a fairly somber affair as the wounds suffered and the losses were still very fresh.<br/><br/>While they all stood in a loose formation, their names being called and their sectors being assigned three of those graduates would get a quiet message on their rings. “Lantern Khea, Lantern Zari and Lantern Govets please report to the conference hall in the east wing for your assignment.” If they looked off to the side door which lead to the mentioned conference room, they would see their Drill Sergeant Kilowog standing there, arms folded as if he had been waiting for them to receive their instructions. If anything, he seemed just as prickly as he had been in training, ready at a moments notice to spot check and correct any foolishness or failure.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/jpmC7k4.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Tethyr<br/><strong>Time/Date:</strong>Hours before Graduation<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Green Lantern Armored Suit<br/><strong>Location:</strong>OA Command<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Intro<br/><strong>Mentioned:</strong>The Rookies<br/><hr/><br/>“What do you mean, I’m going to be leading a team!?” A tall masculine figure nearly snarled in response, his deep baritone filling the metal room as he looked down upon the Clarissi Salaak. He stood at a position of military ease. His hands behind his back, standing straight and his chest out. His jaw was tight from clear frustration and his silver eyes brimmed with a fire to match. Salaak, who was second in command to the Guardians, expression remained expressionless while looking only briefly over of him.<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/LHCJpQE.png)</div><br/>“<strong>You heard what I said. You were in line for consideration of this role prior and now it is even more critical. I know your <em>issues</em> about working with others, but it is high time to put that behind you</strong>.” He responded while his black eyes merely flickered from the man and right back to his work, not stopping from his current tasks, his four arms each tending to a different monitor and control panel.<br/><br/>“Don’t even make this about me Salaak, you are asking to put a bunch of untested rookies into seats of responsibly beyond their years and experience.” he sharply responded, a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth as he didn’t much care for the implication his purple skinned commander saw fit to make. His hands behind his back clenched briefly into fists, “That said, there are better candidates than me to lead any team we are putting together.”<br/><br/>Finally, Salaak stopped what he was doing completely as his chair swiveled, turning until he was fully facing the large Teban male. “<strong>No, there isn’t and furthermore this is not a request, you have your orders and your team will arrive within the next few hours. Go make yourself ready</strong>.” His tone was final and there was no question in it that he would not entertain any further conversation about the matter. As the blond haired man opened his mouth to speak Salaak cut him off, “<strong>You are dismissed Lantern Tethyr.</strong>” turning to return to the work he had put on hold. There was a moment of silence as the Tethyr stood there, staring at Salaak before putting his fist to his chest and giving a slight bow before turning and stalking out of the room.<br/><br/>The green ring worn around his left hands middle finger flared to a brilliant light as that same aura cascaded around his body. Lifting off from the ground he flew off in a green blur, heading now to catch the end of the ceremony. He wasn’t pleased but orders were orders and he wasn’t going to keep pushing at Salaak, the last thing the Corps needed was dissention among ranks. At least he would get a chance to see the members of this new team before they saw him and put faces to the names and files he had read over upon being given this position. He might also seek out their trainer as well and see how they had been in training before their performance evals.<br/><br/>