Miss You - See You Soon

[last_lantern]

A lot has changed in the last ninety-six hours. The normal two-man teams that scouted out all the sectors of space had been replaced by squads of Lanterns running 'round-the-clock patrols of the sectors immediately around Oa, effectively forming a cordon around the battered homeworld of the Guardians. Rest has been extremely limited, a luxury that

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[flame_of_green]

Monitor duty was a little like her other job. Flurries of activity broken up by long stretches of time where everything was in tense waiting mode.

She saw the green blinking light that signified an incoming call from Oa. Even though she didn't know much about the Green Lanterns, she knew that was their base. She tried not to get her hopes up - it could just as easily be Hal or Guy calling.

She presses the button to set the call to the main monitor. "This is Watchtower, go ahead."

[last_lantern]

A smile breaks across his battered face as he hears her voice on the other end; it's the first bit of good luck he's had in several days. With the connection established, the video feed comes through, and he can see Beatriz sitting there in the main monitor room. She looks radiant.

"You're a sight for sore eyes," Kyle says, shifting in his chair to get a bit more comfortable. On the monitor, he looks very pleased to see her, but she'll no doubt notice the bruises.

[flame_of_green]

"Very sore eyes, from the look of it." She says, trying to lighten the situation some. The concern is very evident in her expression, however. "Things getting rough out there?"

[last_lantern]

The smile recedes, but it remains nonetheless. "You should have seen the other guy," Kyle says, trying for humor as well. He sighs then, the smile fading a little.

"Sinestro's apparently got his own Corps, and they're lethal. They just... appeared out of nowhere outside of Oa and, well... we really got our asses handed to us, Bea," Kyle admits, shaking his head a little. "We've been sending out 'round-the-clock patrols looking for them."

"I thought about trying your cell, but I didn't want to run up your bill with a long-distance call from Oa," he explains, his smile returning. "Besides - I wanted to see your face."

[last_lantern]

An impulse nearly drives him to reach out and touch her image on the monitor, but he restrains himself. Instead, he mirrors her expression. Keep it light. Don't give her anymore reason to worry.

"I really miss you, too, Beatriz," he replies. He's always liked the way her name sounds as it rolls off his tongue.

Something occurs to him then, a spark of inspiration lighting in his brain, and he grins at her. "Hey, you know what might help?" he asks, his tone equal parts sincerity and flirtatious teasing. "See if you can find something from your modeling portfolio. I'll figure out a way for you to send it to me, then print it out and put it up next to my bunk."

The grin widens. "That way, all the other Lanterns can stop and stare at the gorgeous woman I'm going back home to when all this is over."

[flame_of_green]

"I don't know what you're talking about." She says. "I'm just a normal girl, just trying to do her part to save the world."

[last_lantern]

A knowing smirk plays over his lips at her coy response.

"And balancing a full-time job, a modeling gig, a boyfriend, and looking absolutely beautiful doing it," Kyle retorts.

"Don't worry, I'm not asking for something from a lingerie shoot, Bea," the Lantern adds, the smirk still resting on his lips.

[flame_of_green]

"Well, I may not be able to tell you Victoria's Secret, but I have done a Sports Illustrated Swimsuit spread. I'll send you that and let you see what the boys think." She winks. "But if Guy gets fresh, tell me so I can slap him when he gets home."