"All units on the ready. Hold your positioning until further notice. And to all of you, I send my deepest appreciations. We're doing work of the Gods now, and as I promised before, you'll be legendary ( Read more... )

The Green Lantern Corps has reconvened on Oa, treating their wounded and making preparations to pursue the Sinestro Corps - all their plans to strike before the Sinestro Corps makes another move have become suddenly moot ( Read more... )

Mogo, the planet Green Lantern. Besides being a useful member and training facility for the revived Corps, Mogo has served as something of a mascot. "Look!" the Green Lanterns say, "We have a planet! Aren't we boss ( Read more... )

It had only taken Diana making a quick phone call one afternoon, and not long after she had set up a reservation for six at one of the more exclusive restaurants in Detroit ( Read more... )

The small group of Green Lanterns who decided to pay Qward a visit are on their way back, and the assembled Guardians of the Universe are waiting on the Oan side of the portal for their return, managing to look as stern and disapproving as ever.

Creating a warp isn't kiddie stuff. Creating a warp into a parallel universe is major league. Pinpointing a trans dimensional warp to open at the cusp of a planetary atmosphere?
Now that’s a trick.

Guy should have bought a lottery ticket today, because he's onThe emerald aperture opens for but a few seconds and the band of Green Lanterns come ( Read more... )

"...WE'VE GOT A SNIPER!!!"

That was hours ago, and there's still trainee brains and blood on his face.

It's a bad situation and it could have been worse. He doesn't do 'scared' but Guy is grim. The rookies are spooked and there are too few of the vets around to bolster their morale ( Read more... )

"Sector interceptors primed ( Read more... )

There was the click of a shutter behind her. Followed by a second one.

Looking over her shoulder, Diana spots two young women, camera phones held out in front of them in her direction.

She sighs and turns back to the loaf of bread in her hand, and to her companion.

"Do you think one baguette would be enough?"

The jingling of a bell near the front door of the Warrior's bar signals the arrival of another patron, one that will be familiar to the owner, if not most of the bar's staff. He casts about the room, looking this way and that, frowning when he realizes that he is the first to arrive. He simply stands for a moment, looking; it's been quite a while ( Read more... )