<div class="floatleft">(http://imagizer.imageshack.us/v2/800x600q90/845/m76k.jpg) </div><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">  <strong> Name: Hal Jordan/Green Lantern</strong><br/>  <strong>Location: Metropolis Harbor, LexCorp fair  </strong> <br/>  <strong>Tagging: Any</strong>  <br/></span></span><hr/><br/>Sometimes it was good just to be a guy in a crowd. Hal Jordan walked along the fairway, hands stuffed in the pockets of his leather bomber jacket. He wore sunglasses and a watch cap, but they weren't a disguise, particularly. His face wasn't particularly famous, and the ring he wore made sure that any electronic media that observed or recorded him saw a different face than the one he'd been born with.<br/><br/>He spent all too much time in places far away, and while that was just part of the job, it was nice to come home, or as close to home as he was going to find here in Metropolis. Still, it beat sitting around an empty apartment in Coast City, and it was nice to see people with the same number of arms and legs and heads that he'd been born with out enjoying themselves. Not a tentacle in sight. At least not on a person.<br/><br/>Besides, it would be interesting to see what all the hype was about. LexCorp, for all the rumors and stories, rarely disappointed when it came to technology. And they definitely knew how to put on a fair. He grinned, side stepping a group of teens as they sauntered past, doing their best to look cool and detached. Then he made his way unhurriedly along the docks, just soaking in the air, and enjoying the crowded fair.