"I…" She shakes her head. "Do not think so."
Okay, perhaps if we…
Unfortunately, she can't just do it the way he did, that would require her merging with Ophidian-chan and then achieving enlightenment from it... I don't think that's gonna work so well...
I turn to the site manager who has been assigned to assist us.
"Excuse me. Would you mind assisting me in a training exercise?"
Might be a bit above his paygrade. or maybe beneath it, depending on his opinion of it...
"Ah…"
"You just have to clock in and out and then stand there for a bit."
"Oh. Ah, sorry, but I need to stay here. Timofey!" One of the warehouse workers stops pushing his trolley and looks around. "Help Orange Lantern."
Ah, the fine art of delegation. Even in Russia, managers know how to fob work off on people...
He shifts his trolley to the side so that it won't get in the way, and as a former warehouse operative myself I find myself nodding in approval. It's considerate. I float towards him and Koriand'r follows me.
"Lantern Koriand'r is-"
And despite the coat, it's pretty clear which of us he'd rather be looking at.
I doubt it can do much to hide her curves... I'm not sure there is
anything that could manage that...
"-learning to identify altered memories. Please show us where you clock in."
He nods. "This way."
And all the while, he's thinking "Damned weirdos... But at least the woman's hot."
We follow him through the warehouse, and I note that there don't appear to be any more soldiers around than there were when we arrived. I suppose that there are only so many highly vetted soldiers around in any one place. Perhaps the Director decided that bringing more people in was a bigger risk than having fewer people on guard? Then again, this warehouse does supply Russian military facilities across the region. If they tighten things up too much people might not get fed and… Heh, every society is three meals away from chaos.
And some societies less than even that...
"Timofey, have you worked here for long?"
"Four years."
"Excellent." I turn my head to look at Koriand'r. "Timofey will have all sorts of memories associated with the action while I have next to none. You will observe carefully as we both form memories and note the difference."
Even though these are fairly atypical circumstances? I'm pretty sure Timmy won't be feeling the usual things he does...
She nods uncertainly.
"I understand, but I do not think that I have the accuracy to perceive the memory forms as you do."
It's just a matter of
wanting to. I suppose her less restrained emotional states make some things easier, others harder...
"That could be." I nod. "I mostly teach ways of thinking. Lantern Xor wasn't much for subtlety, and my own progression was… Rather atypical. I really don't know what it takes for another Lantern to see things as I do."
"Were you able to see the desires of other people before you joined with the Ophidian?"
Somehow, that's not an experience many Lanterns would
want to repeat... I doubt most of the soldiers receiving rings are that into the esoteric side of the art.
"Yes… But it was much harder to work out exactly what was going on. I could see drives, but I never learned to see exactly how they related to individual experiences. So this is a learning experience for both of us! You're learning to do it, and I'm learning what it takes for you to learn it!"
Timofey stops next to a somewhat dated computer system with a barcode scanner attached.
Ah, the techonological kludging of old tech and new. The joy of long-running projects. I'd be amazed if it were anything newer than a Pentium or the Russian equivalent.
"Um. You're looking at my desires?"
"Just the ones associated with clocking in and out every day. And… Think of us as proctologists. You haven't got any shit we haven't seen before."
"Ah-." Another glance at Koriand'r. "Okay?"
Yeah, he's more worried about her seeing what
desires he has towards her, methinks. The joy of telepathy, or at least the strong empathic abilities Lanterns can exhibit. But I'm sure nothing he's imagining could embarrass her.
Quick check, nothing too specific, just getting a general overview… Yes, nothing I haven't seen before. The orange light associations with the act relate to ingroup affirmation and financial reward. This won't have quite the same associations as this is just a demonstration, but he's been doing it every working day for the last four years so it should be bedded in.
Koriand'r's eyes glow as she tries to see the parts of Timofey's psyche that I'm referring to.
And hopefully
nothing else. For Timmy's sake, if nothing else.
"Okay, if you could please clock out?"
He smiles slightly nervously.
Honestly, he has nothing to be worried about, this is nothing invasive.
"You'll tell my supervisor why I did this, right? We're so backed up now that they're going to be on our-. Cases about timekeeping."
I nod. "Of course."
Ah... Just explain that he was helping the superheroes. That usually covers any number of sins.
He unclips his name tag from his overalls and waves it in front of the barcode reader, which beeps its acknowledgement. As expected, the associations trigger more weakly that they normally would, but they're still there. I'm a little worried that we're throwing things off just by being here, but we're just killing time until Dr Balewa finishes anyway…
"And now I do it."
Cue the good Doctor calling them in the middle of things.
"But I cannot see you."
Oh. Right.
Scrying defences strike again.
"The eye thing is psychosomatic anyway. Just connect a filament to me."
She raises her left hand and closes her eyes, a strand of orange light attaching her to my environmental shield. I fabricate a copy of Tomofey's name tag and scan it.
Hopefully clocking him back in, then? This is the perfect moment for Murphy to...
"Did you see-?"
"Orange Lantern!" The three of us look around as Dr Balewa shouts. "I have them!"
...And there goes Murphy! He's off and running!
I transition back to him, taking… A somewhat confused Timofey with me.
"And where are they?"
"Erm... Are we done? I.. kind of have to.. get back to work..."
"Take me to where the ships disappeared, and then I will tell you."
"Rightoh. Koriand'r, we're-" She flies into view. "-going up."
I attach a filament to Dr Balewa and the universe flickers as we reappear in space.

Even his transition technique is faster than hers? Does his avarice affect it that much?
12th April
11:23 GMT
"Yes, I see." He looks around as Koriand'r catches up with us. "Clever, and not an approach that most people would use. But… With a small application of power…"
I take he's cracking open whatever concealment method the ships are under?
My rings chime, and a short distance away Lord Comic King flares with orange light!
"Hold on, L-Ron! I'm coming!"
The 'man'
wants his stuff back, huh? Never mess with an Orange Lantern's things, it never goes well for you.
And he's gone. Ring?
I see the ships-. Well, the ClusterShip at least. It's keeping station near Pluto. No sign of damage, no active weapons…
...Wait, is it
really going to be some Pluto-based culture?

Are we going
that obscure?
"Orange Lantern Illustres to interested parties. The ClusterShip is near Pluto. Manga Khan's already gone after it and I don't think he's amenable to reason. Batman, how would you like me to proceed?"
I don't think the Bat-Shuttle's gonna cut it for this. The League really needs to get on proper long-range craft at some point...