Failing Light - Trials of the Honor Guard (Green Lantern Free Form)
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				Title: <strong>Failing Light - Trials of the Honor Guard (Green Lantern Free Form) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sketch</strong> on <strong>08-08-2018, 00:01:09</strong>
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				<hr><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"><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>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Failing Light - Trials of the Honor Guard (Green Lantern Free Form) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>08-08-2018, 07:51:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/aliens/images/3/30/Male_quarian.png/revision/latest?cb=20140311233212)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Govets<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> Post-Graduation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Green Lantern Enhanced Wotan Encounter Suit<br><strong>Location:</strong> OA Command<br><strong>Warnings:</strong><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Intro<br><strong>Mentioned:</strong> <br><hr><br>A lot of Green Lanterns were not thrilled at the idea of serving along side a Wotan, believing that the Rings had made a mistake somehow. The Wotan were a race of Vultures and Pirates, everyone knew that. A lot of Lanterns had stories of clashes against Wotan Battle Ships. To say minds have changed since then wouldn't really be accurate but the Corps has gotten used to the idea, and they are all decent beings at what passes for hearts, so at the graduation it's just low grumblings at this point.<br><br>Though there was a joke that they thought they'd get to see what one actually looked like under their encounter suits, but apparently not. The purples, greys, and browns were now mostly Greens but he was clearly still wearing it with a ring added over a middle finger. Because of course he was. After graduation Govets was apparently amusing himself with trying out some precision construct making. A miniature nuclear fusion reactor by the look of it, with each part made individual. With no fuel of course, he's not a monster.<br><br>That was part of the file of Govets. He apparently still didn't like flying in space without a ship, and his blasts left something to be desired, but he was a natural with making constructs. Clearly looking at his Ring with the eyes of an Engineer, Govets apparently builds his constructs from the parts up, every rivet and bolt. There was a belief that this made his constructs more stable and durable if he thinks he can actually physically build it, but that's not quite been tested.<br><br>"<strong>I learned this game from Lantern Gardner.</strong>" comes a voice that sounds like a smartass Fluvian, "<strong>LANTERN GOVETS! THINK FAST!</strong>"<br><br>A ball of of ring-conjured paint flies through the air right for his Wotan face-plate, but Govets quickly summons up a protective screen and let's the whole thing dissipate so he can get back to his little project. That's in the file too, he does think fast - if he sees it coming.<br><br>The ring sends it's message, and he acknowledges and rises up. Just walking, which on Oa was about as strange as a flying man was anywhere else. Kilowag, the Bolovaxian. The trainer and drill sergeant of the Green Lantern Corps. The Wotan were a secretive people, rumored to have either had no home world or have left it so long ago they forgot where they left it. Neither was true. Wotan Prime was destroyed, thousands of years ago. Much more recently, so was Bolovax Vik. The home planet of Kilowag, who was believed to be the only survivor. Govets doesn't say anything, but there's sympathy there. At least enough of his own people survived to keep the species going. Which he expresses with absolutely nothing, it was a private matter. Secrets were something the Wotan could keep very well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Failing Light - Trials of the Honor Guard (Green Lantern Free Form) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kadigan</strong> on <strong>09-08-2018, 01:35:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/N0Rp9Kn.jpg)</div><br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> Graduation -30 minutes/Graduation +2 minutes<br><strong>Location:</strong> OA Graduation Hall/Space<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> Gratuitous Celebration<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> All<br><hr><br>Prior to the graduation, Khea was in space. They'd been given several hours before hand to gather their thoughts, to silently meditate, to weigh the grave and tremendous responsibilities that they were about to be given. That was, to her, the biggest load ever. They were given tons of power, sure some responsibility, but the ultimate thrill. Ultimate power in a tiny piece of jewelry, she'd been a bit overwhelmed, for about 10 seconds. She'd taken to the training like a flonarg to water, and had done quite well. And at least this military base let them out now and again to blow off steam. So she was celebrating right now. <br><br>"Warning, shields functioning at life support capabilities only, ring recommends..." Twitching her nose, she silenced the nanny cam inside the ring. She was functioning with only the ring keeping her alive, no shields, as she navigated the most recent patch of debris that had yet to be cleaned up from the Oan orbit. She smiled as she twirled once, her Nth metal wings cutting through space as she spiraled beneath a particularly twisty patch of debris. Twisting again she executed a sharp turn, even in space the momentum hard to overcome as she practically skidded to a halt next to what looked like an undetonated mine, before giving it a little nudge and zipping away. <br><br>Turning, again, she spied the sheared half of the ship's front half, even as she spotted a few glowing specs, the clean up crew no doubt. Sighing as she cut her fun short, she pushed herself into a power dive back towards the planet. Her wings retracted back into her body as she dived down through the bridge and out the broken view port, letting the planets gravity take her. She amped up the shields just enough to keep from burning to death, though her forehead beaded with sweat. To the outside observer she'd be a glowing orange and green blur, even as the ground rushed up at her. <br><br>At the last possible second, she deployed her wings again, letting out a primal war cry as she did, the strain on her shoulders and back a delicious reminder of being alive, before she leveled out over the giant patch of nothing that was Oa, and headed back towards the city, and her graduation. <br><br><hr><br>The rest of the day was a blur, she barely paid attention to the ceremony, twitchy energy wanting to make her go out there. When her name was called though, she shrugged and went with the flow, and waggled her fingers cutely at the big lug guarding the door.<br><br>"So what's the deal here Killy?" <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Failing Light - Trials of the Honor Guard (Green Lantern Free Form) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bekah Boo</strong> on <strong>09-08-2018, 03:46:21</strong>
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				(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/e9/6e/b7/e96eb779b6db8a60bc9acd7be1e9a00b.jpg)<br><strong>Name:</strong> Zari Nesturent<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> Post Graduation<br><strong>Location:</strong>OA Graduation Hall<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>Custom made Green Lantern Suit <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> Simply observing<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br><br><br>From all appearances it seemed to be a fairly standard but plentiful reception that followed the actual graduation process of those who had managed to endure all the harsh training were rewarded with honors to varying degrees, some barely scraping by the skin of their teeth while others were praised for valiant efforts. It was true with albeit the limited but gathered cadets there were some who excelled far more than others, some abilities fairing far better for certain aspects that was to be expected of them all, and some even then getting by with sheer dumb luck; at least in Zari's eyes that was how she felt. There was little secret of the young shadar and her aptitude to say exactly what crossed her mind, holding little bar to one's own reaction to such, as some felt this was nothing more than a game only to be wrought with the slicing burn of her tongue lashing as a result. They were fools if they thought this was all sunshine and happiness, that the gift that was their rings was some sort of toy to use on their own accord and recklessly as they pleased. There may have once been a time yes but in the passing years time was ever approaching the fearsome storm of what was to happen in their future, a future that spoke of an untold and ferocious uncertainty that trivial optimism alone was unable to fully ebb away.<br><br><em>That</em> was why they were chosen...to fill the void left behind those who had lost their lives, to pick up the mantel and become the beacon of hopefulness within the known universes; not to have fun.<br><br>It was precisely why after the grander that was the graduation ceremony had come to a close the petite female found herself idly reclining among the sidelines and away from the general chatter that soon commenced, the ashen hue of her form draped within her suit hardly making her stand out more in comparison to the variable source of so many other races and species all gathered around and yet she knew she was far different. The flick of her pointed ears took in the buzz of several conversations all mulling together like a blended mess, not paying any particular person any more attention than the next as Zari remained silent in her usual stoic presence that many found difficult to approach. Sure it would be easier to actually interact and mingle with her graduated classmates, the ruthless weeks of training having earned a few looks of appraisal that was gone sooner than it had appeared, or even a helpful tip now and again, but the growing pit of uncertainty within her stomach made making an actual effort useless.<br><br>The beautifully touching but somber reflection of their superiors as they spoke their own experiences to the newly graduated cadets made everything feel that much real in Zari's mind as she could almost feel the heavy burden they all fully accepted as their own now, they were fighting for a cause and to dare let such be taken for granted was all but spitting in the faces of those who had risked their lives in the name of Lantern. It was a sobering emotion in which Zari held to her heart as she stared off distantly towards the inky blackness of nothingness that was always present within the very edge of her sight, a whole other world much like their own and yet within those shadows were secrets and passages in which only she was able to slide between. Would her abilities come in use? Was she ready to take on such a task? Her fears, her doubts, her anxieties, would they hold her back?The light sound resonating from the bestowed ring upon her slender middle finger pulled Zari from her thoughts all together, the message clear as it seemed everyone was off on their own to wander towards what assignments awaited them, as she was no different. <br><br>Regardless of how she felt the demure form would make her way towards the appointed conference hall, the mention of two other graduates names coming to mind as she mulled through her vacant thoughts, they sounded familiar although it was difficult to put an actual face to name at the moment. No matter. Strolling with purpose the shadar would pause in front of no other than Drill Sergeant Killwog himself, his demeanor on par with his usual self although where there was once uncertainty as to the presence of the two others, their forms having joined along side her answered a few questions rather quickly.<br><br>A wontan and what Zari could presume was a flight risk.<br><br>While she could hardly judge it was a curious assortment Zari mused, a perk of a brow given in their directions before she let her slim arms fold lightly beneath the swell of her chest as she cooed quietly.<strong>"I suppose we're here for our assignments?"</strong>Zari mused respectfully enough, more curious than anything as she tried to peer over Kilwog's shoulder in question to why he was standing in front of the hall as if with purpose.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Failing Light - Trials of the Honor Guard (Green Lantern Free Form) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sketch</strong> on <strong>09-08-2018, 05:55:10</strong>
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				<hr><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>GM POST</strong></span></div><hr><hr><br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/6B6chV4.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/jpmC7k4.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Kilowog and Tethyr<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> Post Graduation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Green Lantern Costume / Green Lantern Battle Armor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Graduation Hall / Conference Room / Planet OA<br><strong>Warnings:</strong><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Khea, Zari, Govets<br><strong>Mentioned:</strong> <br><hr><br>Had taken up position to watch and await those whom he had been required to identify by command as the best of their class, the large Bolovaxian stands impassively. Even his slightest grunt and hard stare at a couple of the recent graduating class as the ceremony winds to a close is enough to put them right back in check. He didn't so much mind their frivolity or even that the various races and beings assembles here would be relieved or letting off a bit of steam after the proceedings would wind to a close but he wasn't going to tolerate foolishness in these hallowed halls. The first he saw approach the summons was the Woten, Govets and he gave a small nod of greeting but it was clear that he intended to stay blocking the door until the others had arrived. Command had been surprised at his recommendation of the Woten, even going so far to question him on it. Which was not something that was common place as Kilowog had well earned his reputation. He had proven himself in the various trails, and it wasn't even just the tests themselves but how one also conducts themselves leading up to as well. Time would ultimately tell if he was right, he just hoped he was as it was this new recruit that would pay the price if he was wrong.<br><br>The next to arrive DID cause a reaction.<br><br>Tipping his head back he gave a huff, "<strong>Lantern Khea.</strong>" When he lowered his head back to look at her though, he actually smiled. "<strong>We're just pulling the biggest troublemakers to the side for a special briefing is all.</strong>" Though he spoke in his own native tongue, the rings of both Govets and Khea instantly translated what he said, almost as if he had actually spoken it fluently in their own racial languages. He didn't give her anything more than that though as that rare smile vanished just as quickly as it had come while his eyes remained decided fixed on her. Only once the third rookie had walked up, did his eyes shift over to her and any further banter that he might have entertained came to a clear and abrupt end. "<strong>Lantern Zari.</strong>" His gaze shifted between the three of them, though they probably wouldn't have guessed it he was genuinely fond of these three and how far they had already grown. They weren't children, obviously but he always had a special place in his heart for those he trained.<br><br>"<strong>Alright you three, with me.</strong>" It wasn't the first time he'd said something like that, and it usually meant they were about to head off into some sort of dangerous training mission, challenge or test. In an absolute sense, his words right at that moment were chosen precisely for that reason. He may have disagreed with putting rookies in the position but the need of it was understood. Resources were stretched thin and in that he had adjusted his training regiment to purposefully identify those who had the potential at the very least. Turning, he pushed open the large doors as he moved down the hallway. For such a big lug he always seemed to move with a surprising ease. Only once they got to another set of door, did he push them open.<br>"<strong>You three, inside and take seats at the table. All will be made clear here shortly.</strong>" Another figure opened a large set of double doors from down the hall. His silver eyes bright, catching the light and almost reflecting it as if they were just pools of molten metal. Green battle armor adorned him, with the traditional lantern symbol more as a small badge on his chest plate and one of the side of his shoulder. His light grey pallor looked almost unnatural, as if something had drained what color should have been there and from the serious expression that looked frozen upon his face what ever had drained that color clearly got other things as well. Kilowog and his eyes met, as they both began to move towards each other. Kilowog leaving those previous students of his to make their way into the room. <br><br>As the two moved toward each other, Tethyr couldn't help himself as each step his stoic demeanor began to fail. He couldn't help it as once they were face to face a grin broke out and spread further from the corners of his lips. As his arm reached out, they clasped each others forearms with their hands. "<strong>You finding something amusing Poozer?</strong>" While most cases he reserved that term for his recruits and trainees, there were a couple whom he saw fit to utilize it.<br><br>"Just good to see you is all, reminds me of my graduation." Tethyr said as they released their warriors clasp, turning to begin heading slowly back towards the conference room. Had anyone else vetted these three he was about to meet he might have asked questions about them, about any small details that he should know or challenges that he would face but he was confident that all of that was contained in Kilowog's report. Instead, he merely said before moving to step inside and get to explaining what this was all about "I'll take good care of them, you won't have to worry sir."<br><br>"<strong>Bah! It ain't them I'm worried about ya Poozer.</strong>" Kilowog slapped him on the back, even aa light as it was the big Teban could feel it rattle him.<br><br>Opening the door, Tethyr moved inside.<br><br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Failing Light - Trials of the Honor Guard (Green Lantern Free Form) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>09-08-2018, 06:32:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/aliens/images/3/30/Male_quarian.png/revision/latest?cb=20140311233212)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Govets<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> Post-Graduation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Green Lantern Enhanced Wotan Encounter Suit<br><strong>Location:</strong> OA Command - Conference Room<br><strong>Warnings:</strong><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Intro<br><strong>Mentioned:</strong> <br><hr><br>Govets saw the clasp of Tethyr and Kilowag was more then a basic handshake, but most of the emotions of the moment went over his head. One hates to live up to stereotypes but Wotan did tend to be coldly logical about those sort of things and Govets was more an Engineer then a Warrior. Putting his little project "away" he takes a look at who else was in the room.<br><br>Technically he didn't have to have the ring integrate itself into his Encounter Suit. In fact, save for the fact that the suit would still be functioning if the ring ran out of power, he's probably worse off then he would be with just the ring, but one works with what they're comfortable. And of course he's been making his own files of course. Taking a seat at the table, he discretely goes over them in his visor.<br><br>"<strong>Fascinating.</strong>" he says simply as looks around. It didn't take a genius to guess that command had something special in mind for the three of them. The trials and training had pushed the recruits to the edge and showed what they were really capable of, and they just happened to pull in the Best Warrior, the Best Spy, and the Best Engineer of their class? No, this had to be something special, had to be. A Thanagarian fighter, known for their ferocity and can navigate 3-D spaces to boot, and how the Shadar somehow evolved a natural interphasic generator he had no idea. But clearly they wanted something out of it.<br><br>"<strong>I hypothesize a high probability of this being some sort of special project.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Failing Light - Trials of the Honor Guard (Green Lantern Free Form) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bekah Boo</strong> on <strong>11-08-2018, 02:08:16</strong>
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				(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/e9/6e/b7/e96eb779b6db8a60bc9acd7be1e9a00b.jpg)<br><strong>Name:</strong> Zari Nesturent<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> Post Graduation<br><strong>Location:</strong>OA Graduation Hall--&gt; Conference Room<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>Custom made Green Lantern Suit <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> Simply observing<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Govets, Khea, Kilowog, Tethyr<br><br>It came to little surprise to see her own presence dampening what banter there had once been as she had approached, such was a usual thing for Zari considering her little to no efforts to make anything more than what was needed as far as comradely and all, but her somber demeanor aside with her presence also seemed to trigger the final waiting piece for what was needed. Kilowog would lead them down the hall past the grand doors as all the excited chatter and nonsense was instantly drained from around themselves, a curious bunch surely as Zari kept her attention ahead of herself although internally she was musing. All the rookies were due for assignments of varying sorts, but what made the shadar curious was why the three of&nbsp; <em>them</em> were assembled and called upon, as for the life of her Zari was perplexed at the seemingly hand picked options. <br><br>Striding easily into the room she would take her seat just as silently as her presence was famed for, even her footsteps hardly making a sound as any sort of musing to be heard across her features would deliver only the calmest and stoic of expressions, Zari was as professional and respectful as one could be even to a fault, as if there was uncertainty it wouldn't show even now. Instead the shadar would simply cross her arms over herself as she watched the curious interactions go on around herself, the wontan making an observation of his own to earn a slight glance in his direction before the quiet coo of her own voice chimed in.<br><br><strong>"You're most likely correct. Assignments have certain skill sets in mind but this seems much more hand selected than usual."</strong>Zari mused quietly, the inky flash of her dark mark settling along the curve of her neck like a coiled serpent, the very edge beginning to whisp at the corner of her jaw as her eyes remained unmoving from the door as another man soon made his own entrance. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Failing Light - Trials of the Honor Guard (Green Lantern Free Form) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kadigan</strong> on <strong>12-08-2018, 02:08:56</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/N0Rp9Kn.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Khea Taramka<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong>Graduation + <br><strong>Location:</strong> Conference Room<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> All<br><hr><br>The thanagarian starlet gave a little smile as Killy smiled back at her. She always thought she had a secret fan in the hulking sergeant. Khea shrugged as she took to the air again, what little of it there was, hovering ever so slightly above the rest as they plodded into the room. If the 14 siblings had wanted her to walk, they wouldn't have graced her with wings, then taken them, then given her new wings. Eschewing the table, she moved into a sort of spider like crouch against the wall, perching down at them. Her wings didn't work by flapping, they manipulated gravity waves, so she was easily able to hold the position. <br><br>"Maybe we're just going to be assigned to the Janitorial wing of the Corps. Someone has to be cleaning up after this place. Turned invisible, forever condemned to sweep up...I mean, I've never seen them.." Khea gave a spooky whistle with her lips, even as she fluttered her wings ever so slightly. She was kidding..mostly, wondering just as much as they were why they'd been called. Either punishment or promotion were the only two reason to single out groups. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Failing Light - Trials of the Honor Guard (Green Lantern Free Form) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sketch</strong> on <strong>12-08-2018, 07:03:48</strong>
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				<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."&nbsp; <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>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Failing Light - Trials of the Honor Guard (Green Lantern Free Form) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>13-08-2018, 06:18:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/aliens/images/3/30/Male_quarian.png/revision/latest?cb=20140311233212)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Govets<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> Post-Graduation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Green Lantern Enhanced Wotan Encounter Suit<br><strong>Location:</strong> OA Command - Conference Room<br><strong>Warnings:</strong><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><strong>Mentioned:</strong> <br><hr><br>Some small part of Govets comments that this clearly means his hypothesis was correct but somehow that doesn't seem like enough. He figured some sort of special project, but the Honor Guard? Even the Wotan knew about the Honor Guard.<br><br>No, it shouldn't be said like that. The Wotan relationship with the Green Lantern Corps was long and complicated, and usually violent. The Wotan knew about the Honor Guard because there's records of them being at the receiving end. This, this was something else. He's in stunned silence at first, but apparently he does become the first to speak.<br><br>"<strong>I am sorry, my suit's sensors and ring translator seem to be experiencing malfunctions. Did you say you want us on the Honor Guard? That seems - unusual.</strong>" he speaks while running some quick diagnostics. No, everything seems to check out.<br><br>"<strong>I'd be glad to assist the Honor Guard of course. My people don't really have a home sector anyway, but I was under the impression that's a position given to Lanterns who've had years of exemplary service.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Failing Light - Trials of the Honor Guard (Green Lantern Free Form) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kadigan</strong> on <strong>14-08-2018, 01:23:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/N0Rp9Kn.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Khea Taramka<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong>Graduation + <br><strong>Location:</strong> Conference Room<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> All<br><hr><br>Khea kind of sort of paid attention, say what you wanted about the daredevil, say that sometimes she tended to zone out, but then she heard the words honor guard in the sentence and she rewound it in her head. The honor guard...that was the best of the best. She'd heard rumours, way back when she had connections and the like and a LOT of fans in the Thanagarian military that the lanterns seemed diminished, but that had seemed ridiculous to her. There were always so many of them zipping about, going this way and that. She agreed with Govets on that one, but still...<br><br>Her mind focused again as the one eyed Lantern started speaking again, and she tried to capture every word. She'd vaguely heard of that species, though seriously who could keep up with everyone, and the thought that two lanterns hadn't been able to handle it made her shiver a little. Well, there were 4 of them, so they were double that, so the math was at least on their side. And who was to say that it might not be dangerous too. A small smile crept over her lips at the thought. They'd been on a few missions as rooks with their squad leaders, even allowed a few solo missions to rescue glorfnoks in tree's and all that, but this..this was the big leagues. Her ring practically sputtered at the thought. <br><br>She formed a tiny claw with the ring and pulled the Lantern towards her, smiling at her reflection in it. Then something in her brain remembered and she focused, and with a small grunt of effort opened the pocket dimension and plopped her lantern into it. Killy had said that and she'd remembered that one, though she resisted the overwhelming urge to peek in afterwards. That hadn't ended too well for the previous lantern to try it, if she recalled. Smiling brightly she fluttered her wings again and gave a crisp salute "No questions up here, let's go get'em!" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Failing Light - Trials of the Honor Guard (Green Lantern Free Form) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bekah Boo</strong> on <strong>16-08-2018, 04:16:04</strong>
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				(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/e9/6e/b7/e96eb779b6db8a60bc9acd7be1e9a00b.jpg)<br><strong>Name:</strong> Zari Nesturent<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> Post Graduation<br><strong>Location:</strong>Conference Room<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>Custom made Green Lantern Suit <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> Simply observing, Deep thinking<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Govets, Khea, Kilowog, Tethyr<br><br><br>Wearing an unamused and rather vacant expression Zari quietly listened to the vast of information made present upon the arrival of their newly appointed leader, the man himself a strong suit for the role even from outward appearances, but more so his rank alone was one to respect with upmost dignity, dignity that it already appeared one of their selected team mates seemed somewhat passive about.Watching the rather bizarre and almost child like manner of Latern Khea was mildly distracting in it's own right, Zari eyebrow twitching ever so slightly by the female's antics as she practically made herself home in the corner of the room with his insistent flying. This would earn a small pang of annoyance but not enough to give it any real strength other than a small roll of her dark eyes, rather during it all she intently listened to their brief and found a few questions mulling about her thoughts.<br><br>Honor guard...it was a group of elite lanterns in which would be the pride and thus image of the organization itself, the highest of them all with the most to both gain and loose; it was an honor truly even if Zari had to question why they were chosen. There were perfectly good reasons strategically speaking, each bringing their own skill to the table in varying ways, but would it be enough? <strong>"I have to agree with the Wotan. Times are indeed dark so to speak and all available forces are necessary."</strong>The shadar mused thoughtfully, her gaze fixed upon the reflective image of their rings now presented before themselves, a true fork in the road as to take on such an honored position knowing all the risks and such; this was what they had trained for, and as such training came back into effect.<br><br><strong>"How do we know this isn't simply a tactic to lure us into enemy forces? To trap one's prey silence is often an indicator of a much more formidable ploy than an wounded beast crying out. "</strong>Zari mused as she slowly unlaced her thin arms from over her chest to instead take up her own ring, making the silent promise to uphold her position, but as such some serious questions did need to be answered.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Failing Light - Trials of the Honor Guard (Green Lantern Free Form) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sketch</strong> on <strong>16-08-2018, 04:58:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/jpmC7k4.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Tethyr<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> 1 Hour Till Mission Start<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>Listened to their questions or proclamations in turn, his iron gaze softening for a moment at Govet's inquiry and Zari's agreement. "Times are indeed dark, but the statement remains true none the less. You may not have heard, but now is as good a time as any to fully brief you. While you were in training, a massive conflict broke and those enemies did indeed descend. Many Lanterns lost their lives and many are missing in operation unresponsive to comms and pinging their rings doesn't reveal some of them.&nbsp; It could indeed be a trap, knowing that though we can be prepared for it. That said, you have the hour to prepare and meet me in the hanger. Our first stop is going to be the Sector House as the diplomat should be meeting us there and then we'll move on over into their system." He didn't wait for any further questions, pushing himself away from the table and back to his feet. "Dismissed."<br><br>He left the room in a militant hurried fashion to make his way to the hanger. He had hoped that the supplies he had requested would have already been delivered there. His mood was dark, brooding and though he had only briefly covered what had happened with next to no details his mind was already reliving it.&nbsp; Stepping down the hallway and through the corridors he went only stopping that quickened pace once he reached his destination. <br><br>His ring flashed, a large dark green Teban interceptor sat waiting as he spied those large bundles of supplies. A few green construct droids appeared as his ring ignited once more, beginning to load and store the supplies properly while he then set to the task of making sure their was going to also be water storage for drinking and cleaning to load into the ship and then the Sector House as well. They didn't know what they were getting into and the Lantern House had gone dark. The teleporter was offline and neither of the Lanterns assigned were responding. He didn't doubt Kilowog's assessment and from their training records he knew they had done well in their solo training missions and group ones as well. The skill sets were diverse and different sets of eyes and thought processes could help quickly identify and resolve the issue. The universe was not going to wait and being now the only four members of the Honor Guard and needing to cover down for an injured Corp still licking their wounds, they would have their work cut out for them.<br><br>Stepping up the platform, he made the last few adjustments and set his Lantern down on a dias that was in the middle of the ships "main area" as he put his ring against the front and recited his oath.<br><br>"In brightest day, in blackest night,<br><br>No evil shall escape my sight.<br><br>Let those who worship evil's might<br><br>Beware my power--Green Lantern's light!"<br><br>The ring once more ignited into a brilliant green light as he recharged the ring back to full capacity, and leaving his lantern in place for the new members of the team to do the same when they arrived. No point in going off into the vast unknown without having their primary defense and weapons fully charged up.<br><br>The ship itself had only 3 sections, the flight deck, the main room and the crew quarters / bathrooms. It was all in the design of the Teban Empire, though everything held that dark green sheen to it. Tethyr would spent that next hour making sure everything was prepared and ready so that when his team arrived they could begin their mission. <br><br>(https://i.imgur.com/D3DEaR0.png?1)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Failing Light - Trials of the Honor Guard (Green Lantern Free Form) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>17-08-2018, 06:20:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/aliens/images/3/30/Male_quarian.png/revision/latest?cb=20140311233212)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Govets<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> 1 Hour Till Mission Start<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Green Lantern Enhanced Wotan Encounter Suit<br><strong>Location:</strong> OA Command - Conference Room<br><strong>Warnings:</strong><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Tethyr<br><strong>Mentioned:</strong> <br><hr><br>When dismissed Govets didn't say anything at first, just gave little nods as he pondered how he's spend his hour. It was all so much to take in. Just graduated from boot camp and he's been made into the Honor Guard? It didn't make sense to him, honestly. The Thanagarian was clearly one of the strongest Warriors in the class, Zari's abilities were perfect for spy work, but him? He could build things, just like every other Lantern. Right? Granted, as a Wotan Engineer he might have had a little more training and skill at design then most but the rings make up for that, right?<br><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/aliens/images/2/26/Zzzzzzzz423556760.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20170830020918)</div><br>Lantern Govets picked himself up off the ground and went up, up, up into the Black Seas around Oa for some perspective, quickly slipping the bonds of Oa's gravity and getting out.<br><br>Of course it's a surprise when the Ring actually caps off his speed even when he gets out into space, but that doesn't matter really. Just something he files away for later. Flying through the Black Seas without a Ship just felt wrong. Not bad necessarily, but with a ship the relationship between Voyager and Voyage was different. It was something in it's own right, at the very least a symbol of teamwork and a whole crew working together to survive. Together.<br><br><strong><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Apologies, Lantern Govets but Communications with Listed Hostile Races is regulated. You may continue but your communication may be reviewed by the Alpha Lanterns at their convenience. Would you still like to continue?</span></strong><br><br>"<strong>Yes. Continue. I have nothing to hide.</strong>"<br><br><hr><br>"<strong>Captain, we're being hailed over long range communications. Energy signature says it's a Green Lantern.</strong>"<br><br>Captain Ranna of the Waeca normally would have them to tell them to dive into a Black Hole but today was different. Instead she rises from the Captain's seat and taps a key on her suit. Only one other suit gets a corresponding light in their display, and under the helmet she smiles. But of course, she can't show that. Not with the Green Plague.<br><br>"<strong>Are they in range of the ion cannons?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Negative, ma'am. Signal is coming from Oa itself, or very close by. We're about as close as we can get without setting off their sensors, we think.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Pity. If it's Green Lantern Govets I'll take it in my ready room, if it's anyone else give them the co-ordinates of the nearest Black Hole then cut the channel.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Aye, Ma'am.</strong>"<br><br>Her name was Ranna, Captain of the Wotan Warship the Waeca. A Wotan ship was never particularly large, but they always seemed to carry more firepower and umph in their engines then the size of their ship seemed to say they should have. There was a reason for this, mostly in that a Wotan ship rarely flew alone, it was supposed to be an Armada after all. There were however two exceptions to this design philosophy, a Mothership which protected and raised the children - and the Warships.<br><br>And right now Captain Ranna was taking a signal from a member of a known enemy of the Armada, with only Engineer-Priest Vaes by her side. Of course he would be. They were getting a call from their son.<br><br>"<strong>Green Lantern Govets, state your business.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Easy, Ranna. You've done the traditional posturing.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>I just called to say this morning was the graduation. They actually put me on the Honor Guard straight from Boot Camp. It means I won't be assigned to a Sector, I'll just be going where I'm needed.</strong>"<br><br>Vaes has the stronger emotional outburst, wrapping an arm around his mate and pulling her close out of pride. Ranna just gave a low chuckle, almost missed on the communicators. She is however the first to speak.<br><br>"<strong>I said the day you left, you had the makings of a fine Captain. The Armada is missing out.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Nonsense. He's a rivet-monk through and through. But she does have a point, apparently there were family members of the Vesper Council on that ship, We've negotiated a cease-fire.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>That's great to hear.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>It is, what you did was wonderful. But I should warn you, it probably won't last. Too many supplies are low, and too many of the other Captains hold onto grudges.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>That War was started over a miscommunication and everyone knows it. Why let it continue?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>The Universe doesn't have to make sense to us, Comet.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>...No, that's not good enough. I'll petition the Guardians to help negotiate a peace treaty. The whole thing is idiotic, it Stops here.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>You could be going against the Will of the Captains just for saying that, Rivet-Monk.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>I'm a Green Lantern, Father. The First of our Species. Remind that to the Captains.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Govets.</strong>" Captain Ranna speaks, silent at first as she seems to need to consider the situation, but she knows what she's going to say already. Because it was a stupid war, everyone did know that.<br><br>"<strong>Mother.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Hifu's Star. Waeca Out.</strong>"<br><br>The communication ends, and officially that is that. Depending on the next few cycles and the Will of the Captains, Govets might have just accidently declared war on his own people. All sorts of things could happen from this point on. But right now, the Waeca opens up all of her guns and loads them with some flares and some chemicals saved for occasions like this.<br><br>Three quick rounds, a little Wotan tradition. A blessing for new ships to the Armada and a sign of good luck and well-wishes. The crew might have been a bit confused as there were no new ships nearby but with a ring providing distance sensors, Govets knows.<br><br>"<strong>...Actually, I take that back. He would make a good Captain. I still say he'd be an even better Priest.</strong>"<br><br><hr><br><strong>In Brightest Day, In Blackest Night<br><br>No Evil Shall Escape My Sight<br><br>Let Those Who Worship Evil's Might<br><br>Beware My Power - Green Lantern's Light!</strong><br><br><hr><br>Govets is, for the record, about 12 minutes early to the meet-up and of course the idea that they're using a Ship seems great for him. He has the ring scan it to get a peak at the insides, obviously the profile said a Teban Interceptor and -<br><br>Oh, it's a construct.<br><br>That lowered the mood a bit.<br><br>"<strong>Forgive my impertinence, Lantern Tethyr - but our ship is a construct? And it's a construct of a Teban Interceptor? Why not use an actual ship? And why a Teban Interceptor? It's not a bad ship I suppose but there's better even in the same weight class. A Wotan Corsair is about the same size and weight while being at least 20% faster, without sacrificing any firepower.</strong>" he gets out as he floats around the ship. He might talk like he's disappointed, but his actions say he does appreciate fine engineering none-the-less.<br><br>"<strong>It's almost a shame we don't have more time, I could probably build something better still. I mean actually build physical one, not just a construct.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Failing Light - Trials of the Honor Guard (Green Lantern Free Form) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kadigan</strong> on <strong>18-08-2018, 05:22:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/N0Rp9Kn.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Khea Taramka<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong>Meeting/Leaving <br><strong>Location:</strong> Conference Room<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> All<br><hr><br>Khea floundered for a few moments and then sort of drifted out of the room after being dismissed. Sometimes when she didn't have a destination in mind, her wings would take her this way and that. Needless to say it made getting a good nights sleep difficult at times. Sometime though, they knew where she wanted to go and they eventually she ended up at Warriors. The rest of the recruits got a day of downtime before they were being shipped off and she mingled about, for what little time she had, and sipped a Gordanian Lager. She smiled at what few friends she'd made in the class. The two she'd been paired with hadn't been in her social circle persay, though she knew OF them. There was Brull, the Grendan Robot who preferred the pronoun "she" for whatever reason. The feline-ish native to Karnan, Pumarr. And of course, the only one who could almost beat her in the flying tests, the space dolphin S'carow. <br><br>She smiled at her group even as they laughed and talked about their various sectors, untill invariably the conversation turned to why they were called away. Khea gave away as much as she could, or wanted too, which was really just everything. It's not like it was a secret, so she thought anyway. "But you guys get your own sector's n' stuff! That'll be neat, and you get to stay in your own places...and sector houses...so much travelling.."<br><br>"Says the thrill killer...you couldn't stay in one place very long anyway.." Bleeped out Brull, even as she gave a little nod in agreement. Pumarr gave a nod and chewed on one of Khea's wings. She flexed it a little with a smile, the feline always got a little bitey when she had a few too many. <br><br>"Plus you get to explore so many neat sectors!" tweeted the dolphin, whose strange whistles and clicks took a second to catch up to the ring's untrans functions. She grinned and smiled at her friends, even as the ring reminded her of the time, and she gathered her group in for a hug. <br><br>"Ohhhhhhh I'm going to have to go. You're all going to be great, we'll be honor guarding together in no time. Now..don't cry you big piece of tin, you'll get all rusty or something...and Pumarr, I'll miss how you used to yowl out for help when you got stuck with something. I think I'll miss you most of all S'carow." She smiled and squeezed them all super tight, before she took off. Fortunately Warriors was an open air bar and she took off, under her own power of course. <br><br>She wrinkled her nose as she landed, spying the giant ship construct "Ugh..stuck inside..can't we just..fly?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Failing Light - Trials of the Honor Guard (Green Lantern Free Form) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>18-08-2018, 17:30:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/aliens/images/3/30/Male_quarian.png/revision/latest?cb=20140311233212)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Govets<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> Minutes before Mission Start<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Green Lantern Enhanced Wotan Encounter Suit<br><strong>Location:</strong> OA Command<br><strong>Warnings:</strong><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Khea<br><strong>Mentioned:</strong> Tethyr<br><hr><br>"<strong>I respectfully disagree, Lantern Khea. I think we should have a ship, one that isn't a ring construct. At the very least because the ship is a symbol of teamwork and something to bind the crew together. In fact there's several Wotan traditions that we should be working our way though. The Commission of the Hull, the Blessing of the Landing Gear, the Baptism of Fire, the First Meal, the Birth Volley, the Failure of the Commander - but most of those only apply to physical ships.</strong>" he replies, clinching his hand into a fist and looking at his ring.<br><br>"<strong>Though I will concede that if we can get there faster by ring-flight we should just do that instead. And finding a ship that's genuinely faster then our rings, that's surprisingly difficult. Not impossible, but these things are pretty fast.</strong>" he replies, looking over to the Thanagarian and inwardly conceding that if he had been born with wings he'd probably feel the same way she does.<br><br>Of course he doesn't say how he knows how fast a Green Lantern can move in space, mostly through the Wotan having studied them ever since the first clashes between the Lanterns and the Wotan.<br><br>Actually, he's got his dream-ship design in his files somewhere. He wonders what would happen to it if he would actually incorporate Oan technology into it's systems? Wouldn't that be interesting.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Failing Light - Trials of the Honor Guard (Green Lantern Free Form) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sketch</strong> on <strong>18-08-2018, 18:17:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/jpmC7k4.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Tethyr<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> Before Departure<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Green Lantern Armored Suit<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hangar Bay<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> Replying to his team while finishing up making ready.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Govets, Khea / Open<br><strong>Mentioned:</strong> <br><hr><br>Tethyr finished making sure his robotic constructs finished up securing all of the supplies and that the constructed water tanks were filled as he sat in one of the chairs. He had watched a Govets had inspected his construct, scanning it at first and realizing after that it was indeed merely a creation of his ring. Not the first time that mistake had been made as for some reason when he brought his will to bare those constructs never were tethered to his ring as other Lanterns. That said, even without that visual green tether he never noticed any difference between what he could do and any other Lantern. Listening while he spoke, he was hardly surprised that the Wotan might feel more comfortable aboard a craft as they traveled while once Khea arrived in turn then was even less surprised at her feelings towards being stuck inside. Part of him for a moment wondered where Zari might land on this small debate that was forming once she arrived.<br><br>Stepping down the loading ramp, he looked between the two though speaking first to the Wotan, "First, it is just Tethyr going forward. We're team mates and Honor Guard and only when we are here on OA in official capacity will you need to refer to me as Lantern. Second, to answer your question about not using an actual ship. The Teban military would never grant me permission to use one of their craft, such a ship or to Captain such is only meant for those honored among the clans. That also being said, while this model is older and there are craft superior, it is the one I am most familiar. A Teban does not get to fly or serve on any ship without knowing how to perform every role, that includes tearing it down and rebuilding it should it be needed."<br><br>He paused as he put his hand on the side of the vessel, looking at it for a moment as a memory flickered through his eyes before turning back to the two of them.<br><br>"As for this mission, yes we are going to go in this. Together. There will be plenty of time for flying but we don't know what is out there and it will provide an extra layer of defense while keeping your rings fully charged and your minds and bodies fresh to deal with threats. Or for us to tactically retreat should the threat be something we aren't fully prepared for. I asked the same on my first mission many years ago about not having a ship. The answer I was given was this." He held up his hand with the Green Lantern ring on it.<br><br>"When you have in your hand one of the most powerful weapons in the Universe, what need do you really have for a ship? As it stands, while the Corps does have and use ships none have been provided or assigned and at the moment beyond my need for added security and to transport these goods to the Sector House, do I believe this construct is currently needed. That could change, or our next mission after this could require it. As it stands, this is how we are getting to the Sector #1114 and once you've loaded up, use my Lantern to charge up." He gestured behind him, pointing to his own personal lantern. The sight of it showed it clearly had better days as it was a battle scarred and looked as if perhaps he might have used it once to strike someone with.<br><br>As to fast, speed wasn't something he was worried about and once they'd all loaded up and they would see why. Turning he stepped back up the ramp, taking a seat in what normally would have been the pilots chair and resumed going through his pre-flight checklist. All supplies loaded, no ping on the Sectors Lanterns rings or any comms or sign of life from the Sector House. No further updates from the Kethannians, which was unsurprising but he did wish they would have provided a bit more detail. With a sigh, he knew he hadn't been very political in the discussion but it was his way of things, he simply just meant to state it as it was and really he wasn't used to having to work with others.<br><br><hr><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>GM POST</strong></span></div><hr><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/lUG9YrP.jpg)</div><strong>Time/Date:</strong> Present Time<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sector House #1114<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> No one within range to respond yet...<br><hr><br>A giant Green Lantern, a symbol of the Sectors Protectors now currently hanging nearly lifeless in the dead of space. The core of the battery itself was not lit and none of the usual systems showed any signs of power, looking instead as a shadow of its former self. Even with it in this current state, it appeared undamaged as if someone or something simply turned out the lights. A singular ship stays orbiting around it, bearing the markings of a Kethannian Cruiser and idly waiting though from the patrol craft darting in and around it was clearly on high alert. From the distance, a green speck like a burning star appeared as it rapidly grew closer and closer. <br><br>Behind that green blip appeared two more bright lights, a burning yellow as they seemed to be gaining in ground and overtaking that recent arrival. The fighter craft patrolling turned, preparing to engage as the green blur darted past them and immediately zipped right into the Sector House. The two pursuing yellow streaks however both stopped upon seeing the craft, well within visual range.<br><br>The two members of the sinister Sinestro Corp did not stop because they were concerned about this latest development, they stopped to deal with. The first member, a massive purple brute floated forward as a yellow construct began to form around its body, taking the shape of a massive shoulder mounted ion cannon. His partner throwing up a force barrier around them both as the superiority fighters engaged...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Failing Light - Trials of the Honor Guard (Green Lantern Free Form) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>21-08-2018, 03:54:07</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: OOC</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Hope I'm not the only one left.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/aliens/images/3/30/Male_quarian.png/revision/latest?cb=20140311233212)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Govets<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> Minutes before Mission Start<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Green Lantern Enhanced Wotan Encounter Suit<br><strong>Location:</strong> OA Command<br><strong>Warnings:</strong><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><strong>Mentioned:</strong> <br><hr><br>What use could they have for a ship? You might as well have asked him what they needed lungs for. The Wotan doesn't even feel like dignifying that particular question with a response. He has to anyway, but he didn't want to.<br><br>"<strong>You just listed plenty of good reasons to have a physical ship.</strong>" he starts as he goes to simply board. You learn to travel light when you're a nomad and he's ready to go.<br><br>"<strong>Is there a Green Lantern equivalent of cleaning out the fuel injectors? Because I'd be willing to wager a shift of that duty that I can design and build a ship that can go faster then we can with our rings.</strong>" he remarks, and he might have been chuckling while he says it as he looks for where to strap in.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Failing Light - Trials of the Honor Guard (Green Lantern Free Form) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bekah Boo</strong> on <strong>22-08-2018, 01:41:07</strong>
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				(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/e9/6e/b7/e96eb779b6db8a60bc9acd7be1e9a00b.jpg)<br><strong>Name:</strong> Zari Nesturent<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> Post Graduation<br><strong>Location:</strong>Conference Room<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>Custom made Green Lantern Suit <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> Simply observing, Deep thinking<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Govets, Khea, Tethyr<br><br><br><strong>"You probably could build a better ship than this with your eyes closed and one arm tied behind your back Wontan...but having a physical ship not only gives us a second defense should we come under fire, but also if we were to find anything of usefulness there would be little way to carry them back through the dark reaches of space without burning through our own energy as a result."</strong>The cool voice of the shadar made herself known from her position reclining effortlessly on top of the steel structure she presumed was her own to settle within considering she had been there for the better part of an hour. Upon the curt dismissal of their briefing Zari had teleported herself to the ship in question after some sleuthing of her own, more precisely watching commander Tethyr go about as she ghosted along with the shadow realm to observe curiously. Where as the others had gone about their own business with the little time left on their own, Zari found communication with her own parents to be unimportant; not because she didn't feel for them but more so the shadar did little emotional interacting outside of formal occasions, that this was merely a task and held no need to celebrate such.<br><br>Instead she took the time to silently and observe her teammates whilst listening to their conversation without the worry of being detected, each bringing their own sort of thoughts and ideas to the table to ensure their mission as well as their well beings would stay intact although it did beg the question as to how they would all interact from here on out. Zari could be...difficult to read much less take in consideration of other's feelings with her bluntness and lackluster range, many cadets around herself coining her as being more dead than alive by the way she would more or less 'appear' into a room with complete silence. Though that would require energy to put forth the strength to appear less startling, something that with the passing hour Zari felt unneeded as she instead let herself be phased back into their reality with a bored expression.<br><br><strong>"If we're looking for roles I'll make myself useful commander..."</strong>She'd release a low sound before gracefully sliding off from her position, heading towards the back of the ship to ensure things were in their proper place as well as stake out the furthest room area she could find for her own.<strong>"I also think that at the very least we should be fully expecting some sort of trap due to the severity of this mission..just a feeling really."</strong>Zari mused over her shoulder almost casually, the entire situation having not settled in her stomach, as it usually never steered her wrong.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Failing Light - Trials of the Honor Guard (Green Lantern Free Form) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sketch</strong> on <strong>24-08-2018, 00:46:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/jpmC7k4.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Tethyr<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> Mission Start<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Green Lantern Armored Suit<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hangar Bay<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Govets, Khea, Zari<br><strong>Mentioned:</strong> <br><hr><br>Shook his head with a slight chuckle at both Zari and Govets, he wouldn't bother pointing out many a great engineer that had come before had the same thoughts as Govets and yet did a ship made be able to out pace a ring driven by a Veteran will user. Still, he wouldn't point that out as it was needless and truthfully if there was one thing he had learned by using this ring, it was that anything is possible. A saying he was personally fond of from the human Green Lanterns he had worked with was, where there is a will, there is a way. He did however state, "Judge not something by their appearances on how they might perform, otherwise you might find yourself taken by surprise at the worst possible of times." His construct might have looked like a Teban Interceptor, but it didn't perform like one as they would soon find out. Once they had all strapped in, charged up their rings at his lantern, the <em>ship</em> began lifting off from the hanger floor. The ship's engines began to spool up as if they had been real underneath the will of Tethyr, the energy shields only seeming to intensify as he stabilized and protected the interior of his construct to prevent any sort of jarring for what was to come next.<br><br>A giant wormhole opened before them as the ship plunged head first inside reaching maximum forward thrust and pushing itself into hyperspace as it began to follow the winding green tube of energy. To those outside in the hanger that might have stopped their duties for a moment to watch the ship, once it hit that portal it seemed to rocket forward, vanishing off into the distance faster than any sensor or eye could track. With OA being the center, they technically could have moved to a particular area on the planet itself and been in that sector. The system in question however at their current speed would take only about 20 minutes. During that time, Tethyr said or did very little focused purely on guiding his team through to the other side. He could have done other things, but he too had a bad feeling that he couldn't quite fully place. Maybe it nerves about leading a team, he'd never played well with others even as far back as in training. He was able to over come that fear he had in order to pass but that didn't mean it was gone and he had purposefully worked mostly alone even there had been another assigned to his Sector.<br><br>Coming out of that hyperspace transit, debris of wrecked ships cluttered the dark space. Scans immediately going out as his ring identified the wreckage and announced it to him and the team, "<em>Kethannian cruiser and supplemental space superiority fighters. No life signs detected. </em>" Beyond the scattered remains however, the Lantern Sector House awaited them as did a singular figure in yellow armor, a large muscular purple brute of an alien with three eyes. A yellow construct that looked like a gigantic pneumatic particle hammer of sorts slammed itself with resounding force over and over again into the light green energy barrier that seemed to drape itself over the unlit Sector House itself and flickered with every strike. Tethyr didn't even wait for the ring to identify that figure, he already knew what it was. "A yellow belly is here, prepare for combat." he snarled as the his ring continued to scan, announcing "<em>Multiple life forms detected beyond the barrier, Three Green Lantern rings detected as well, two of them out of power. There appears to also be combat happening inside, another source of energy detected matching the current target.</em>" <br><br>"Work together you three and focus on him, we'll need to deal with him quick."<br><br><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/TbHjcm9.jpg)</div>Tethyr did not wait after hearing the rings analysis as he addressed the team, his ships constructs cannons immediately opening fire upon the Yellow Lantern as the ship continued to hurdle forward. Striking the yellow constructed hammer and smashing it to pieces that disintegrated into nothingness, that large purple figure thrust himself off from the top of the Sector House and rushed forward to engage. Armor manifesting itself around the brute, each successive volley unleashed from Tethyr's ship being batted aside now as he sought to close that distance. The element of surprise might just be in the teams favor as hidden away inside of the constructed ship itself, their enemy seemed to think that they were fighting but a single target.<br><br><br>-Combat Start-<br><br><br><hr><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>GM POST</strong></span></div><hr><hr><br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> Present time.<br><strong>Location:</strong> Inside Sector House<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> <br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Zari, Govets, Khea, Tethyr<br><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Y2LrdiN.png)</div>The escape transport from the Cruiser sat protected in a green bubble all of its own as another yellow Lantern battered and beat upon it using a gigantic yellow ax and swinging it down with a tremendous force as it chipped away at that barrier.<br><br>"<strong>Come out, come out, we don't want to kill you but the boss wants you.</strong>" The snake headed alien hissed, his tongue slipping out between those venomous looking fangs with each "S" that he uttered. He like the other, was a brutish figure of muscle but covered in thick scales making him appear almost more draconian than snake like. "<strong>If you come out now, I won't kill everyone.</strong><br><br>Stepping out from the shadows, the rings energy tether finally showing itself as it pulled up from the floor of the hanger bay and had been using that metal platform to disguise her location. A young looking Korugarian female, lithe but athletically hardened frame stood before the large monster to challenge him. Disheveled and dirty, she looked as if she had been pursued without end for weeks, maybe even longer. A cloth bandage was wrapped and tied around her stomach as her entire body seemed to tremble with the effort of movement and combating that very real fear that danced openly in her eyes. Three green power rings worn on her fingers, one of them glowing as she stood definitely before her challenger...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Failing Light - Trials of the Honor Guard (Green Lantern Free Form) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kadigan</strong> on <strong>25-08-2018, 14:54:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/N0Rp9Kn.jpg)</div><br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> Mission + <br><strong>Location:</strong> Space<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> Total lack of teamwork<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> All<br><hr><br>Khea listened, and listened, and listened to the talking. Say one thing for Khea say she wasn't much for talking when there was action going on. Her ring practically crackled with energy even as the ship rocked again and again from the assault, and then under it's own cannon's. She smiled a little smile, even as her energy shield enveloped her. "You heard the man team, let's go flop him!" Even as her wings spread and she was on the move, quick as could be, going through one of the hatches (Jeez this Latnern put some detail into his constructs) and into the void of space and towards her enemy.<br><br>Of course, there were several problems with her plan that her nedraline soaked brain couldn't quite work out. The first was that she was moving too fast, never gave her teammates a chance to respond, and to work out a plan. That was the only real problem actually, but when it's such a big one, it really counts as several. Her wings closed the gap to the fright knight, even as she manifested a gun in her hands, glowing green, big, mean and dangerous. Not that she thought about using it to strike at a distance mind you. <br><br>When the yellow blast of energy smacked into her stomach and sent her tits over teakettle careening into space. She boosted the power of her shield and anticipated another attack. Rubbing her head she reorientated herself slowly, as the attack never seemed to come "Nngh...ok..so..that didn't go as planned.."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Failing Light - Trials of the Honor Guard (Green Lantern Free Form) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>26-08-2018, 22:55:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/aliens/images/3/30/Male_quarian.png/revision/latest?cb=20140311233212)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Govets<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> Minutes before Mission Start<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Green Lantern Enhanced Wotan Encounter Suit<br><strong>Location:</strong> OA Command<br><strong>Warnings:</strong><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> All<br><strong>Mentioned:</strong> <br><hr><br>Oh, if Khea thought Tethyr's constructs were complicated then she hasn't seen Govets in proper action. During boot camp, yes - but during the trip he goes through the files of his suit and pulls out an old project of his. His dream ship. Designed down to the bolt in his own time. With the ring he has some simulations run and it's fast too, but then he notices something. His encounter suit was rebuilt to incorporate the ring, or "Oan Technology" as he refers to it, which means access to some higher files.<br><br>And it takes about 37 seconds to realize that Govets of the Wotan was far, FAR from the first engineer to try to build a faster ship then the rings. Interesting. He starts looking through the failed attempts to learn from their mistakes, one ship design at a time. The first one is easy to see why it failed, nothing is learned from it. But the next, and the next -<br><br>Then the ship comes out of hyperspace and it's time to get to work. A Yellow Lantern, and something set off the defenses on the inside of the Sector House. Possibly a second?<br><br>You know, Govets never did just throw an energy blast. Instead his ring starts putting together attack drones, bolt by bolt and circuit by circuit. Each of them with their own blaster - none of them particularly powerful but he can make them over and over again until there's easily a dozen in space.<br><br>"<strong>This is Govets of the Honor Guard, confirming the presence of at least one Yellow Lantern. Is lethal force authorized?</strong>"
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