21st November 2012
10:55 GMT -5
And… Yes. Yes, they're not repositioning.
Finally.
Half an hour. Because the Dominion are perfectly capable of tracking Lanterns and Lantern FTL. But they can't track instant transition, and they can't track a Lantern who isn't actually
using their ring. So if wave around a construct, drop it and transition and then rely on my armour's life support system, they don't know where I am. For the most part they appeared to assume that I was still in my original location and running silent
there.
So they sent ships and didn't find me.
Repeat that fifty or so times-.
Fifty three.
Thank you, ring. Fifty three times, and they appear to be assuming that the Guardians are testing their response times or something because the ships are keeping to their patrol patterns. On the basis of the messages they've been broadcasting, I'd say that they find this mildly irritating but not worth making a fuss about. They've probably got a high caste research group trying to work out how to detect me.
Will detected. Hope detected.
Right on the borders of Dominion space. I
step out and
reappear next to Alan and Jordan where they float in interstellar space.
"What kept you?
"
Jordan's eyes narrow, but more in curiosity than anger. "
How did you do that?"
"Mysticism. Each colour has an embodiment, a huge elemental life form associated with the emotion that Lanterns use to activate their rings. Each embodiment has a… Place, where all of their associated emotion exists. I can travel
to that place, and from there to anywhere that emotion has ever existed. It's a learnable ability.
"
"You're saying Green Lanterns can do that?"
"I'm saying that there's no logical reason why a Green Lantern couldn't learn to do it. I have never observed a Green Lantern actually doing it.
"
"I couldn't scan you coming in."
"Magic tattoos. Try now.
"
He
raises his ring a little, a
radar dish construct appearing along side him.
"I'm barely getting you on some things and not getting you at all on others."
"Since you're getting the freedom of the planet for this, you should look into augmenting your abilities. Anyway.
" Two orange packets leap from my ring and flies to each of theirs.
"That's the location of the Dominion Home Defence Fleets and those Deep Space Fleets I've spotted so far. The little ships are expendable drones, the medium sized ones are tanks and the big ones are where-.
"
Alan frowns in puzzlement. "Tanks?"
"Good shields and armour, designed to survive being hit a lot. As far as I can tell, their guns aren't anything special.
"
"Tanks have a big gun. Do they have..? A fixed big gun, or-."
"Not a-. Not a
literal tank. It's a roleplay term used to refer to-.
" He's grinning.
"Okay, very funny.
"
Jordan looks blank. "Huh?"
Alan waves his right hand. "Just a… Just a little joke between me and the boy."
He's not getting it.
"Alan's in his nineties. He likes to play up the old man-.
"
"You're kidding." He looks at Alan, then back at me. "You're
not kidding."
"You know Commander Scott-.
"
"Well,
yeah, but I just assumed the timelines didn't line up or something.
How?"
Alan
floats closer and lays his right hand on Jordan's left shoulder, and I already know-
"I ate my greens, son."
-what he's going to say.
"His ring was damaged, and he ended up absorbing enough green light into himself that he's partially transubstantiated.
"
"
Green."
"Jordan, I'm happy to blow our trumpets all day, but we've got a Dominion to humble.
"
"That sort of thing got you a
blue ticket in
my day."
"Do you want to do one more to get it out of your-
"
"No, I'm fine."
"-system? Okay, good. So the Dominion don't appear to have anything I couldn't destroy on my own-.
" I see the look on Jordan's face, and nod seriously.
"Those big ships probably have some very creative weapon systems on them, so they're the main target. They will also almost certainly have Lantern interdiction systems on them, so, Alan, you're a distraction-.
"
"Thank you."
"And that's
three. Jordan, you're on evacuation duty and general monitoring.
"
"And you're going to take those ships on by yourself."
"No, I'm going to take
one of those ships on at a time by myself once Alan's drawn off their escorts.
"
"So you've found which world has the abducted humans on it." He hesitates. "Right?"
"No. This is about making them think that they're being attacked by a Super Lantern so they cluster up their fleets and let us get a good look at their territory without them being able to interfere with our work.
"
"Do Super Lanterns exist?"
"In our parallel, Larfleeze and Lord Malvolio would both qualify, so if it comes up suggest they look in Vega or Sector One Six Three Four. They're the only Lanterns I know of with more raw power than me. So.
"
I generate a construct representation of the Dominion, marking major industrial worlds and all fleets with at least one of their largest class of ships.
"That one, that one, that one and then that one. No hanging about. They're probably going to send a threatening message to Oa at that point. If they try to get in touch, just tell them that you're monitoring the situation but haven't engaged the Dominion yourself. If the Guardians want more, put them through to me.
"
"I.. can do that."
"This fleet appears to be a patrol fleet for the industrial zone here. There
might be human prisoners there, but it's probably the easiest fleet to attack. We'll go there first. I'll metaphorically moon a few other fleets to give them a false sense of security while you get into position.
"
I smile.
"Let's kill some very bad people.
"