23rd July 2013
12:16 GMT
"So how come
I'm not infected?"
Leaving Sserpa behind to deal with the prisoners-. Prisoner and talkative seal, and I
really hope that being turned into a seal doesn't count as 'death' for the purpose of them being reborn in the spawning pits, but neither of my construct lanterns know.
My best guess is that I got infected when I took off my helmet and turned off my environmental shield. It wasn't for long, but if the cells were airborne then they could have entered my body. And since they're immune to direct detection, they wouldn't have been purged when I reactivated it.
"Why did you turn off your environmental shield?"
Mantis wanted to smell me.
He stares at me. "O-kay?" He blinks, then shakes his head. "So, ah, always wear protection?"
I don't think it works like that. Wearing a helmet harms interpersonal interactions. In virtually all circumstances, an environmental shield is a perfectly effective form of protection.
"You're the one who said that the Orange Lantern Corps is a
military organization first."
Yes, but the Justice League
isn't, and I'm here doing League work. I agree, it would be nice not to be an octopus, but-
He snorts.
-I don't think this was a reasonably foreseeable event.
"Yeah, but you don't wear armour 'cause you
know you're gunna get shot. You just know it
could happen."
Huh.
I suppose that I could have prevented this problem by having a second conventional environmental shield on as well as the one my rings generate. My
heavy armour includes that system, but you've seen what
that looks like.
"Why are you so worried what it looks like?"
Because… Did you read the file on the Justice Society International?
"The parallel universe thing where the J.S.A. never broke up?"
Yes.
"Yeah, I read it. Kinda looks like
Batman might be doing the same thing."
There's a logic to it. It's just… I don't really want to make a militarised system like that. Did you read up on Robert Peel?
"Yeah, 'cause you mentioned it. I don't think superheroes are exactly part of the public."
But we're not
supposed to be an oppressive
military force, either. NEMO is a military organisation, but the part of LEGION that's responsible for maintaining order on occupied planets
doesn't dress like its marines and they include as many local people as they can once their brain scans come back clear.
"And that's why you don't like the OMACs. Because they're… Not part of the public. They don't even
remember being part of the public."
Just because your costume is bright, that doesn't make you a superhero. And if
I recognise that, Batman
certainly should. Intimidation should be a
sometimes tool.
And
there the beach again. Only two members of the Deep Six left;
Jaffar, who specialises in precise biological manipulation rather than 'now you're a fish' like Slig, and
Trok, the axe-fighter who first attacked Roy. Jaffar stayed behind to continue their work, but I'm not sure what's Trok's planning.
I
undulate as Shaligo returns to my ring, the impression of the platform where Jaffar's working, some sort of Apokoliptian machinery and… A crack in reality through which S'ivaa can be seen.
They destroyed my construct lantern. It's just the two of them.
"And any animals they created."
Jaffar is too focused on S'ivaa to make many of those. As far as Shaligo knows, all he's got is a couple of razor minnows.
"Will my armor stop them?"
It
should, but they're mostly there to distract and harass rather than attack. The main threat comes from Trok and Jaffar.
"How fast can Jaffar work?"
Not particularly fast, and his ability is short ranged.
"You don't have to change a body much before it stops working."
You don't have to stab someone much before they stop working. Oh, and he can go invisible, so use your augmented visual modes.
"I
always have those on. Sometimes when I'm on a mission I pretend I'm the predator."
Yautja.
"Huh?"
That's-. Never mind.
"You don't wanna turn back into a human before we attack them?"
When there's a chance of something
that big getting out, I don't want to spend the hours carefully filtering my own blood that I'd need to in order to get my body back when I can fight well enough like this.
He nods. "Approach vector?"
Supercavitation drop. We'll get above them, then I'll fill the water with carbon dioxide bubbles and we can fall straight through it. It'll be more disorientating for them than us, unlike having me transition us there.
"And what do we do if S'ivaa gets out?"
Die.
"Oh. You don't… I don't know, the Ophidian..?"
I took eight months to work out how to reliably kill Nabu. I've had an hour to think about S'ivaa, a being about which I know nothing. Since modifying the Deep Six with his eczema made them immune to constructs, I'm going to assume that he's immune to at least that much, as well as being effectively invulnerable to kinetic energy at levels we can generate. I mean, sure, if he stirs, I'll throw everything I've got at him, but I'm not hopeful.
"Couldn't we just get away? If we can't hurt him, there's no sense getting killed."
If he gets completely free, that's the aim. The problem is, I don't know what the dividing line between 'getting out, but we can force him back if we're lucky' and 'he's out, kiss your arse goodbye' is. So I don't know when to give the 'flee' order.
And I do
not remember S'ivaa from the comics, so no help there.
"Makes sense."
Right. Last thing. Ring, contact Lantern Rrab.
"Compliance."
An image of a somewhat distracted-looking Lantern Rrab appears over my ring.
"We're bus-." She blinks.
"Did he-? Lose his ring?"
No, he got turned into an octopus. We're heading in to confront the last remaining members of the Deep Six and try to keep S'ivaa in his pocket dimension. Send reinforcements once they're available.
"R-right. But I don't know when that will be."
Doesn't matter. Just do it once you can. End.
I turn to Roy as her face vanishes.
Shall we?