<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/jpmC7k4.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Tethyr<br/><strong>Time/Date:</strong>Post-Graduation<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Green Lantern Armored Suit<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Briefing Room / Conference Hall<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Zari, Khea, Govets<br/><strong>Mentioned:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Kilowog would continue on down the hall leaving Tethyr to his newly assigned duties and returning back to his own. Tethyr, had for a moment wished there was more time to catch up but his new team already had an assignment on their plate and it was high time to let them know why they were brought together. Stepping into the room, they would see him carrying their lanterns in one of his hands, stepping around to where each one of them had chosen to place themselves at the table, and setting it right down in front of them. His gaze was hard, almost piercing and made worse by those metallic silver eyes as he looked from one to the next making his way to the head of the table. As he took a seat, green battle armor dissipated and was replaced.<br/><br/>By a much more casual set of armor though this more like military fatigues with a combat vest over them, the green lantern emblem displayed on the right side of his chest. He took a deep breath, leaning back a bit and making himself a bit more comfortable while still maintaining that hard lined military veneer.<br/><br/>"I know you'll have questions, and you probably have thoughts and ideas about what could be going on. I'll ask that you leave those questions until the end. First off, congratulations on making through training. I wish I could have been there to see the final test and the ceremony itself. Next, I know that all of your classmates have been given their assignments and you were expecting yours. However, the three of you have been identified as the best of your class and in that chosen to take on a different role." he paused, for a moment to let the first part of what he was saying set in, not wanting to just rush right through this. It was important that he was clear and they understood the honor and the risk.<br/><br/>Continuing, "You are being assigned to the Honor Guard, traditionally an elite force of Lanterns who work not any one sector but go where they are needed most. In that, my name is Tethyr and I am Honor Guard Lantern #1 and as of now all three of you are part of my team. This assignment, this tasking and this life will not be easy and given the current times we are in it will be outright deadly." His name, militant manner and appearance were quite unmistakably of the Tebans but nearly all of their people held a clan name and rank while he did not as he introduced himself and detailed their assignment.<br/><br/>His voice serious with that deep baritone easily filling the room without trying, "And we have a mission..." his ring flared for a moment as a star map was broadcast from it over the middle of the table as it displayed Sector 1114 - zooming in on to a system of planets formally known as the Kethannian system before zooming in even further onto a particular planet “Kethannis Prime”. Beside the planet a 3D model of the inhabitants appeared. They were a bug like race of aliens, 2-6 arms, chitin armor of various colors covering them.<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/OfnAyuy.jpg)</div><br/><br/>“The Kethannians, are notoriously private and do not tend to associate with outsiders beyond the conventions of trade or diplomacy. As of two days ago, a distress call went out from the planet and the Lantern who was protecting that sector. As quickly as the message was sent, it was then silenced. We are leaving within the hour to the Lantern Sector House of 1114 where we will meet up with the Diplomatic Representative of the Kethannians and see if any information can be gained about the Lantern that is now MIA. We don’t have any more information than that at this time, so be prepared for hostilities.” the image of the sector faded as his ring stopped glowing. “Gather what supplies you need, call those whom you care for if you so chose and then me at the hanger. Those are now your Lanterns, guard them with care but know that we can share each others if need should be."<br/><br/>"Any questions?”<br/><br/>Having read Kilowags assessment profile on these three, he knew why he was put in charge of them and why others he considered a better choice had not been. He was a free agent, long since outcasting himself from the Corps and working decidedly solo for many years. Others had responsibilities that were critical, like Kilowog was needed to help rebuild the Corps. The other reason he would fit so perfectly with this team is that he was a jack of all trades and a master of only one. War. He would have to pick up the torch and lead them, help them grow to become better than him and true Masters of their crafts. But War is exactly what his team was up against, a war that hadn’t ended with that conflict at Mogo. If anything it had just gotten started and their enemies would give them time to lick their wounds. He waited for their question, their responses and perhaps even their protests at the assignment. Like him though, they were all stuck together, like it or not.<br/>