17th October
09:02 -6 GMT
I
wince as John's
piston construct slams into Alan's chest, shoving him into the desert rock. Alan himself on the other hand
just smiles, fortifying his construct armour and
sending a train construct at John without moving from the ground. Pretty clever, actually. The fact that he's pinned doesn't matter if his opponent's offence can't breach his defences. As such, moving out from under the object pushing him down is of secondary importance to striking back.
Okay, Alan's managing. John isn't using any of the
specifically anti-Lantern techniques we've come up with, but he isn't holding back when it comes to conventional Lantern combat and Alan's keeping up. I assumed that would take him longer, but it looks like I underestimated how hopeful he was.
I smile at my sparring partner.
"Welcome back to Earth, Lantern Savenlovich. Will you be staying long?
"
Lantern Savenlovich is a somewhat severe looking woman with a brown bob of hair and a pair of lantern-shaped ear rings. She's actually the second oldest human Lantern, having left the Russian Air Force a Lieutenant Colonel before joining
Roscosmos. Her costume is clearly based on Jordan's, though she's armoured it and added the regulation-approved sidearm. She remains
focused on the fight before us as she answers me. "My training is not yet complete. Lantern Larvox is on leave, and felt that I would benefit from participating."
"How are you finding it?
"
"Finding what, exactly?"
"The Green Lantern Corps? Using a power ring? Life in general?
"
"The Corps is a good deal easier on their recruits than the Russian Air Force. Not that I had a great desire to return to basic training."
"You might be new to the Corps, but you're hardly new to military discipline or taking orders. I doubt that they saw any need to treat you as a complete neophyte.
"
"And I am grateful not to have to shave my head again. Since becoming a civilian I have allowed myself to become a little more
relaxed in my personal habits."
"Two sugars, now?
"
She neither smiles nor looks around. "I did not wear ear rings while I was a pilot. I also cut down on my exercise regime. I have now intensified it." She sighs. "A minor benefit in return for losing my job."
"You got.. fired?
"
"I could hardly continue in a management role in the Russian space agency while on the other side of the galaxy, learning to be a Green Lantern. And the suddenness of the appointment meant that I did not have time to properly train my successor."
"Didn't you point that out to the Guardians? They're big fans of proper order, I'm sure they'd have held the position for a month or so.
"
"I believe you have met the Director."
"Of Roscosmos? No, I-.
" Ah.
"You mean the.. Director of Future Weapons Development?
"
"Yes. Naturally. My commission was reactivated and I was told that I was to leave immediately. The Russian government believes that they gain more from having me as a Lantern than having me fix
Roscosmos' procurement problems."
"And you
don't?
"
"Supplying a state industry with shoddy parts is treason. In my absence I fear that it will simply be covered up." She
huffs irritably. "The Director has made it clear that it is no longer my concern, so I will obey."
"You don't.. actually
work for him. Do you? I don't think that the Green Lantern Corps is keen on Lanterns working
as Lanterns for nation states.
"
"I worked for him between my commission being reactivated and leaving Earth. But.. he is.. an important man. And…" Now she actually
does look at me. "He implied that the future of Russian space travel was
his department and not Roscosmos'."
Ah…
"What's your security rating like?
"
"Enough to know that he has alien space craft to work with, rather than Cold War era rockets."
"I'm still not sure how close they are to having a production model… But that's my understanding as well.
"
"I hope to be able to persuade him to create a new space agency that is not purely military. But the only leverage I have is doing as he asks."
"Ah, the illusory carrot.
"
She frowns. "I don't think that translated."
"In English, you motivate someone with carrots and sticks, rewards and punishments. I thought that the Director might be threatening you with something… But he isn't. And he isn't exactly offering you a reward, because I very much doubt that he's discussed his future plans with you in any detail. But there's an implication that there's a carrot around to be had, and the only way to even
maybe get the carrot is to do what he wants.
"
"Are you.. describing me as a mule?"
"I believe that's where the phrase originates from.
"
"My last boyfriend said that I
work like a mule." She returns her full attention to the fight as
John and
Alan trade shots while flying evasively.
"A persistently determined attitude is probably what qualified you for the green ring-.
"
"He also said that I look like one."
"A
aaah. My.. sympathy.
"
"It does not matter. When do
we begin?"
"When they finish. The idea is that we take it in turns, watch what each other do and can intervene if something goes wrong.
"
"Reasonable. How old is the Blue Lantern?"
"He's in his nineties, though he doesn't precisely age any longer. Is there anything in particular that you want to work on? Lantern versus Lantern combat skills aren't often applicable during actual missions.
"
She pauses while she thinks about it. "I think I would like to practise splitting my attention during combat. Perhaps fighting against your fat midget creatures."
"I.. don't actually have those any more. I went to Hell briefly, and a demon there was able to destroy them.
"
"Why do you not get more?"
"Because my limited study of magic suggests that they could
possibly be used to attack my rings with demonic magic, and they were…
Marginally useful when fighting people who actually challenge me. And in the current climate, having a horde of demons follow me around is so obviously unpopular that even
I picked up on it.
"
"You would not want to attract the attention of an angel, after all."
I smile, making an amused exhalation.
"I think I got lucky, getting someone as reasonable as Zauriel. I can't rely on it happening again.
" Still no follow up from the Silver City on that. Presumably they're still debating the issue.
"Reminds me, actually: I've got a ward for you. I'll give it to you once-.
"
Alan
flies my way, flexing life back into his right arm. "Okay, John and I are going to take a breather. All yours."
I take a look at his arm-. And he
notices me looking at his arm and raises his eyebrows. Right. I fly forward towards the arena, turning in the air to face Lantern Savenlovich as I do so.
"Alright, let's start with something basic. Try… A barrier and a gun.
"