Taking a deep breath, John looked at himself in the mirror. The uniform fit his toned and trim body perfectly and his badge rested prominently on his chest. His hair, the color of open flame, danced softly atop his head. Luminescent eyes took in his orange skin and handsome features. "You can do this. You done the training, you've put in the work, and most importantly, this has to be done." After taking a couple of deep breaths, he walked out of the restroom and stepped out to the waiting public.
The touch screen was state of the art, but nothing he wasn't prepared for. Turning his attention to the first in line, he smiled brightly, "Hello, welcome to Jitters. How can I help you?"
"I'll have a large Booster Gold with a extra shot of expresso and no whip." The woman replied, a bit bored.
"Of course, ma'am. Name on the order?" It was John's first day at work, and he didn't want to screw things up. It said something about Metropolis that most folks didn't blink twice at the handsome, orange skin man working the register. He even made some tips, got a few numbers, and signed a couple of autographs.
A man opened the window of his apartment. A small, well furnished complex that was good enough to live in, nothing too fancy in the house. The sounds of the big city zoomed into his home. Ah, that welcoming honk from cars. It's a complete upgrade from where he used to live at, and the sounds of Metropolis has yet to drive the man insane. Can't sit at home all day though. With his dreadlocks tied back into a ponytail, his black and gold sweat attire on, teeth brushed, and face washed; Tyus Clement was ready to go. This was his routine to go out and at least get some physical exercise himself. Can't take a day off, or else he will fall into being lethargic
He took his phone, wallet, and his backpack containing his costume with him, not wanting to leave these at the house in case he may needs them. He brought his earbuds and placed them into his ears. "Here we go!" He said excitedly, starting up his music and jogging on out the door. Not before locking the door of course.
On the street, the man was lightly jogging around. It wasn't for a speed, it was simply for maintaining stamina and keeping his body at its best. He was a novice hero at best. He didn't have much going with him. He fought and brought justice to some low tier crime, nothing that he cannot handle. Also shows that he keeps his costume in a backpack of all things.
The jog, so far, was fairly casual. Well, that is until the sounds gun fire. Tyus stopped dead in his tracks to pinpoint where exactly the alarm was sounding off. It seems like it was "Here I thought I was going to have a easy jog back home. Well, it isn't a big deal. Not like I am pressed for time or anything. Besides, nothing I can't handle!" Tyus said confidently as he ran towards the scene in question. He was about to rush right in, before coming to a screeching halt. He forgot to change! "Too close! Rookie mistake!" He said to himself, running away for a bit to go into a secluded alleyway to change; using the garbage can to hide his body. He took out his costume and sighed, "Here we go..."
He had a very a rather popular looking costume. It was a cosplay costume that he wore in honor of a video game he plays. It was a black Chinese Tang suit with a golden dragon emblem on the back. He also had a mask, though this one came from a convention. It worked for what he was going for, a black a gold outfit. He dawned the mask of Scorpion to cover his mouth. Then pulling out a head wrap with an eye mask that he also bought. Originally it was for a Zoro costume, but he decided to use it; considering he has not a clue of how to stitch up a proper costume for himself. It was the best that he can do, just a mix of things to keep his identity a secret. As long as it got the job done, who cares!
Tyus moved the trash bin over a bit to hide his backpack that had his athletic wear he had on previously. "Let's go!" He shouted, rushing out of the alleyway. Inside the bank, there were a total of 10 robbers taking on the bank. All of which were taking advantage of not much hero activity going on now.
Robber 1: "Now this is what life should be. No super powered freaks in our way"
Robber 2: "I know right? No Superman in sight. It is exactly what Metropolis should be, a paradise for opportunity."
Robber 3: "Yeah, because this is a big score! Should be pulling more heist out here than Gotham."
Robber 1: "You are so right. You know what we should do? We should just all migrate out here. Since there's a bat out there, and I don't feel like having my bones shattered in 600 ways."
Tyus casually walked in, unbeknownst to the robbers and heard their conversation, "Really? You can break your bones in 600 ways? Jeez, that sounds brutal."
The first guy chuckled at the comment, "Yeah, it's crazy ho-. Who said that?" The robber said, alerting the rest of the gang ot see that Tyus was at the entrance just watching them. All of them pointing their guns at the intruder.
"Woah! Okay... So uh, gonna need you guys to make a large deposit, ya know? I can't like have money be stolen. If you could please?" Tyus said, asking the guys to have like some sort of change of heart. As they looked at Tyus, they talked amongst each other.
Robber 1: "Hey... Who invited Karate Kid?" All nine of them shrugged their shoulders. "Alright look, you saw us. Big whoop, but I suggest your run off somewhere. We have guns and we ain't afraid to let the bullets fly.
Tyus sighed, "Okay so... I take it you guys aren't gonna do it then. Alright alright... I'll go ahead and get ready." Tyus said, rolling up his sleeves.
Robber 2: "Waste this costume freak, we warned him!"
They began unloading their assault rifles and pistols at Tyus. Tyus wasn't just a mere human, in fact he was one of those super powered freaks. Tyus finessed his way past the speeding bullets, approaching each of the shooters with light noise coming from his feet. He moved as if he was dancing on the air itself. Once he got close, the first victim took a hard kick to the gut, making him coil in damage. The emptied gun fire made the men have to reload their guns. It gave ample time for Tyus to take them down one by one. Grabbing the gut holding man by the shoulders and tossing him at the another.
The man with the pistol began firing, to no effort on Tyus to dodge the first shot and disarm him by hitting a joint area. He pulled the man towards him and hit a pressure point on the back of his neck, knocking the man out. "Three down... Seven to go!" Tyus said to himself as the rain of bullets fly past him. He leaped into the air and roundhouse kicked another man after landing. He was in the middle of the circle and combating them hand to hand since bullets weren't working. Well, they lost with ease against Tyus since he has more of a refined technique, than just some improvised street fighting. He took down them all, looking for the last one who seemed to have left the circle.
Robber 1: "Stay back, or I shoot this attendant!" He said loudly, thinking he got Tyus. Though Tyus seemed alright about it all.
"Oh no... You took a hostage, whatever shall I do. Please, put the gun and we can talk." Tyus said sarcastically.
Robber 1: "Is this some kind of joke to you? Because I will blow her brains out, and you will have to deal with that shit!"
"Look let's just calm down, please..." Tyus said, putting his hands up. The robber was watching him, mostly his feet to see if Tyus will leap into action. Little did he know that he can create shockwave in the air, making a projectile attack. He was double slapped in the chest, sending him reeling back and confused on how he got hit. However, before he could process this revelation; Tyus swooped in and punched the man in the face, knocking him out. "Ah... There we go. Good morning work out." Tyus said, nodding along to the many thanks he was given by the people in the bank. He walked out of the bank as if nothing happened. Though, law enforcement was coming. He quickly high tailed it out of there before he gets questioned. Tyus ran all the way back to the alley and retrieved his bag. "Heh, that was pretty fun. " He said to himself. Though, he thought about it a bit. Maybe he should keep his costume on. That way, he doesn't have to constantly switch out of clothes. He opted to keep it on, but stay away from public eye for the time being. He hopped on the roof of the building and sat down with his legs crossed. From there, he began his momentary meditation, closing himself off to some things.
The city was beautiful. The way the light hit the buildings almost made it appear as though the city were made out of gold. It was almost surreal being here in Metropolis so early in the centuries. In her time the city still stood, a shining monument to human progress and heroism. It still held the spirit of its fallen son, but that never did change the fact that the son had fallen. She couldn't really say it was the last they had seen of any of the Super Family thanks to the various dimensional rifts, but this reality had lost their own. This city had lost its own and yet it still shined so brightly. Aellai, or rather, Cynthia Knight leaned over the railing of the studio roof as she watched the people.
She watched them move about their day to day as only they could. The universe up there was still in chaos, and she knew it, but here she was on Earth. She could leave, and yet she felt like Earth was a good home and she had plenty of reasons to think so. She had a good job, a nice family, and a few friends though only the family knew who she really was. She would sigh and raise her other hand looking at the crystal she always carried on her person. She was still a hero right? So why hadn't she used it? There was trouble...always was. She still couldn't bring herself to put on her warsuit. She was no Superman. He was gone, but was that an excuse? Was not being back in her time an excuse?
She was lost in her thoughts until a hand touched her shoulder causing her to snap back. Her eyes settled upon her "sister" who held a box in her hands that was decorated in images of round confections, covered in glazing, icing, and sprinkles. It was a nice pink and white box that had been previously opened, but not to the point where it messed with the pristine look of the box. "Doughnuts!"
Lai chuckled and nodded as the woman opened the box and she grabbed a glazed on before she returned to her leaning over the railings. The light shifted, the city was still beautiful but less golden.
Her sister seemed to sense something was up and leaned with her, a doughnut covered in sprinkles in her hand. She had a smile on her face seeing the same sight her sister say "Is the city still this pretty in the 30th century?"
"You ask me that every week." Lai sighed as she took a bite. She took a few moments to chew before answering "Yes." she finally answered still rolling the crystal in her hands. Kryptonian technology though a bit weird if she thought about it. It was a lot like the Icons, way after her time. She only experienced them once, but they were quite neat. She wondered what it'd be like to have one of those...who she be more inclined to use it?
"You did a good job on the shoot today. Why not take the rest of the day off? Clear your head."
Lai looked over at her sister with a raised brow.
"You look all mopey. You're less pretty when you mope. I think it would be good for you to see the city and perhaps even..."
Lai took a large bite of her treat. She figured it'd be that. Was it that obvious? She shook her head and leaned back "They don't need it." she said, but it felt like a lie to her. Did the world ever really not need heroes? She had heard there were more and they seemed to be doing a fine job. Gotham even had a bat in it now. What place did she have here? She should have been focusing on finding a way to slingshot herself back into the future where she belonged but that bred more issues. What had she already changed? Would it look different? Should she just ignore the things she could change? She always hated time travel and yet here she was thrust into the situation where her parents were....still dead. They didn't even exist now as far as she knew.
"Oh there it is again!" she felt a pinch which jolted her right out of her thoughts "Just try it once. I think they need it, to know they're being helped. You're good at helping."
Lai rolled her eyes and spent the rest of her time just having a nice conversation with Marilyn before she was eventually persuaded to leave. She normally wasn't this hesitant about it, but she was worried. She decided to take a walk along the streets head out for a little while to clear her head as Mari suggested. She did love the city, it still reminded her of home. She did live here back in her time. It was less...advanced but there was a charm in the old things. She kept to herself and avoided touching anyone. She'd stop to look at the stores, even visit the parks. She was feeling better but of course...
Not too far from here were the sounds of sirens. She stared for a moment. They could handle it right? She stared for a moment before swiftly ducking away and out of sight. She dropped the illusion on herself to reveal her true look. That of a red-skinned woman with white hair. A Khund, though a half-breed which is why her features were a bit more soft. She did have the height however, and even her illusions couldn't cover up the fact she was taller than a lot of people. She took a deep breath and took off her flight ring before she lifted the crystal, before twisting it in a certain place. It began to emit a light which ran over her covering her in her suit.
It had been a little bit since she put this on. It felt good. The crystal became inert and she placed it in a small pouch in the back. She took a moment to get used to the feeling again before opening up the buckle on her belt which had a slot for her ring. Her legion slight belt...a wonderful thing. Modified to work with the suit but it was always nice to see. She made sure to steel her resolve before she took off into the sky quickly. Her suit was already working, amplifying the noise so it was easy to track and she took off at high speed to follow. It took her no effort to catch up and it appeared they were in the midst of a chase.
She flew above them so they didn't notice though some of the streets did seem to realize a black figure was following the case at every turn.
The police were chasing after a black car. She focused on it, scanning the car for details. It was some car called a Cadillac, and it was apparently new. Black. Modified if the quick searches her visor showed her were right. It was faster than normal. The windows were tinted, but a quick x-ray scan showed her that there were about five people in the car. Four armed, one not and looked tied up "Oh grife!" she growled to herself. She continued to follow. She wasn't sure what to do, at least until one of the cop cars got close as they approached the bridge. As soon as it did the offending car slowed and slammed right into it sending it spiraling. It seemed to be a much harsher crash than even Lai anticipated as it remained out of control and began to roll...until it went right over the railing. Not a pleasant sight, even causing several of the others to stop.
However it never hit the ground. The moment it fell through a black shadow blazed right past the others and under the bridge. Within moments the car was brought back up and gently placed down back on its wheels. The others who stopped got out of their cars and seemed to stare. Lai moved up to the door and gently worked it open before scanning the figure inside. They seemed alright all things considered "Good. Excuse me for a moment." she'd say though her voice would come out sounding rather male and robotic.
She didn't wait for anyone to speak and just zoomed off to resume the case but this time she was not staying passive. It had become too dangerous now. She decided it would be best to take out the wheels and force them to stop. White lights hitting the wheels and stripping the rubber. It took the driver everything not to lose control but he would bring the car to a stop not soon after. They scrambled out of the car with guns though one remained with the hostage. They began to fire on the cops but instead they'd find their bullets colliding with something must harder.
"What the fuck?!"
"I could have sworn all these freaks killed themselves!"
"There is no way!"
"I thought he was dead!"
"He is." she said moving forward "This doesn't have to end violently. Give up peacefully." she called giving them their one change, but like criminals...they did not take it. They decided to try their hand and unleaded the rest of their bullets as she walked forward. The suit itself was holding up well. Strong. And it worked for intimidation as she worked her way up to them leading only spent shells and crumbled bullets. She grabbed the first gun and pulled it apart before a swing right hook knocked the first goon out. She moved quickly to the other, a headbutt which knocked him right out too. She was pulling her punches. Humans were still pretty weak and so she was just using her natural strength. She let them fall before moving to the others quickly a solid right this time and the other....gave up. He fell to the ground. Now for the last one...
He got out of the car with a pistol aimed at the girl, finger on the trigger. He was shaking, nervous and could go off at any moment. She stood there with her arms crossed. One could be sure if they could see her face she'd have a stern look "You know this won't end well." she said. "I-I'll fucking kill her!"
"No you won't."
"I promise I will! Don't move any closer! I-I'll do it!"
"With what gun?"
And the moment he looked at his gun it appeared as though he was holding onto a mass of spiders instead. They began to appear to crawl all over him causing him to scream and drop it trying to get them off of him. Lai moved forward and pulled the girl away to safety. She took a moment to check on her and send her running to the police who received her. The cops looks confused because it looked as though one of the perps was having a freak out for some reason.
She walked over and knocked him out to quickly before putting him with the others. It appeared the situation was wrapped up. The police moved in to secure the criminals as one of them approached her "Uhm thank you. You're...not him are you?"
Lai shook her head
"Well thank you anyway stranger." she would say only to receive a nod from Lai.
Lai nodded and took off after not wanting to stay more than needed. She took herself to a rooftop where she took with her arms crossed "Hmm that didn't feel too bad." though she had no idea how that event really would have gone. It was a dangerous game to play, but if she was lucky any rips in time would be fixed but for now....she was needed here. And she didn't hate being a hero.
Maybe she'd do this more. She took off again, this time to do patrols for situations that really need it.
Ah, this place was... strange. Busy, noisy, smelly, shiny. Were he not at least vaguely prepared for what was coming -- and, most of all, that this 'Earth' was going to be several orders of magnitude different than where he'd come from, with untouched forests and plains, sparse huts, and few sticking together in any given 'pack', it might've been quite the sensory overload.
Well... so he might've believed, but it still was quite the sensory overload all the same. Dulled only for the fact that he could calmly fly over the lot of it, where the sounds and smells weren't so bad for a set of senses well beyond the native, dominant species of the planet. These oddly fur-less 'humans' he'd heard a little about before the ring, and the others remaining back on Odym, sent him on this trip off through Sector 2814, of which his own planet was a... rather less active part. How, then, did all these people survive? What did they eat? What did they contribute? What were all these... contraptions they were using?
Wren Ollskar was stuck with a myriad questions, not least of all how he was supposed to bring 'hope' to this place, even in all his blind optimism and impulsiveness. Perhaps it didn't help that he'd mostly hidden himself away, and scavenged for food -- an easy enough task for him, he found, given that the blue ring he wore on his finger was quite good about telling him what was food, at the very least. Something he wasn't of a mind to decline, even if some of it tasted quite... odd. Not that he were one to talk... nor, perhaps, this other person, that was... flying? He'd not heard of 'humans' being able to do that... but could this have been part of that other thing he vaguely recalled the others talking about, that many of them could do things that were abnormal?
Not that he, again, had room to talk...
"Hey! Hey, wait!" the young fox man called out -- thanks in no small part to the benefit of the ring that was effective language capability. Were that not the case... well, he liked to not think about that. Guided along through the air by the soft blue aura that surrounded him -- not least of all the ring itself, that it quite certainly came from -- the sector's resident Blue Lantern, as quite clearly displayed by the crest upon the chest of his suit, pushed himself forward, making sure, at least, that he could keep up with this other figure. "You live around here, right? That means you know all these... these 'buildings' and people and... and these things they're making move... and, erm..." he quickly enough trailed off, seemingly losing whatever rather erratic train his thoughts might have been taking. Not that he didn't get himself back on some sort of track quickly enough.
"Well, they sent me here to learn stuff anyway, and you probably know the place, and it's easy to see everything flyin' around up here, so you can show me around at least a little, right? I'm Wren, by the way. Or Blue Lantern. Whichever ya prefer," he offered by some sort of means of introduction, a wide, friendly grin on his face. To be certain, he'd been told there were bad humans as well, and that there were probably non-humans here as well... but he saw no reason to believe someone was bad before he was shown evidence to that end.
A busy day in a busy city. Lai had heard tales that this time was steeped in trouble, but she had never really gotten to experience it herself. She hardly had a moments rest since she decided to pick up duties as it seemed there were crimes taking place every so often she had no choice but to notice. A robbery here, a mugging there, a care chase over there. It left the woman exhausted and yet...she didn't feel bad about doing any of it. In her time Earth was relatively peaceful barring an invasion or worse but in the past it really did feel as though it were just a pit of chaos, and she wondered what other planets were like. The ones Earth had encountered, and had not yet.
She was still on patrol when all of a sudden she caught a reading on her sensors, but it was not of yet another crime. It was accompanied by the quick appearance of a blue light and a...fox man? She slowed to a stop to get a good look at him, surprise creeping across her face though thankfully hidden by the helmet she wore in her armor. A Blue Lantern?! What was a Blue Lantern doing here?! She hadn't really met many lanterns in her time, the Green Lanterns having been almost wiped out and the other corps? Most of them were long gone by then. Lai couldn't help but stare before she finally brought herself back to reality.
"Huh? Oh! Oh yes!" she'd speak though the man would continue to hear the fairly masculine voice that her helmet disguised her with. She nodded "I am always happy to help a Blue Lantern! Welcome to Earth Wren." she extended her hand for a shake "You may call me Phan-" she stopped herself short, thinking for a moment "Er, sorry I am slightly tired. You may refer to me as...." she recalled back to the bridge where the Police woman had simply called her a stranger. The idea did come to her head "Stranger. I go by Stranger." it was as good a superhero name as any and even past the bright white light on her Phantom Suit the faint S could still be seen.
She began to fly again "Earth is a wonderful planet I assure you. It has its fair share of problems but that is why I'm here as well." a small lie, given her circumstances but she was a hero "This is Metropolis home of-former home of the greatest hero in the universe. Superman." Stranger's stone a little quieter when stating that but she kept on "A golden city. I'll give you the tour and you are free to ask me anything you want though I may have to occasionally intervene in something." she stated making sure to fly slow enough for Wren to keep up.
Ah... they knew of Blue Lanterns? Had they met them before? Was this figure even from here?
Well... not that any of that info would be of use to him at present. What was was the fact that this... 'Stranger'? They apparently at least knew the area.
So, content as he mostly was to be shown around from the sky-high view granted by flight, he was still, clear enough, distracted by something, with the way he was consistently glancing over. "Erm... is that your actual face, by the way? I mean, I've heard there's odd folks whose lips don't move when they talk... or who don't have lips... or, well..." he once again trailed off. Would it offend, or some such thing? Well... maybe, but he was curious. He couldn't help that.
"Ah, and... how can ya tell if something bad's happening? If someone needs to 'intervene'? I tried that once when it looked like a lady was getting chewed on and they got mad at me..." he asked... making no secret how clueless he was about customs and behaviors.
Stranger really did have to guess this particular alien was from a much more primitive planet much more so than Earth with his question. She reached a hand gently to tap her helmet "Helmet." though she didn't feel like she needed to explain more than that. It just meant her face was obscured though there were plenty of alien species who fit the description of what he was saying, she wondered if she had more experience with aliens than he did. A lot of the ones she met didn't interact much with until the 30th century but she had met older species as well and fought a fairly high number. He did seem like a newbie.
"You can normally tell based on a number of factor." somewhat brushing past the fact that he had clearly indicated he intruded on a carnal act "Usually you can tell its trouble by the presence of an actual lethal force, a certain type of yell that does no indicate pleasure or false terror, blood, destruction, death.....you somewhat have to use your judgement but its not that hard to tell." she explained, though she couldn't think of a way to explain what danger was. It was mostly something you just knew right?
The Blue Lanterns weren't normally ones for outright intervention so she understood why they might not have taught him themselves.
'Helmet'? Ah... something some folks wore, or something like that. Wren couldn't say he really got it, but then the armless, effective jumpsuit displaying him as a Blue Lantern was really the most he'd ever worn.
"Mm? Well... I guess with my ears, I should at least be able to do that... well, maybe more if it wasn't just so noisy..." he thoughtfully muttered. It was... confusing, but it would at least be better than getting a shoe thrown at him... probably. Even if he'd have to adapt to how non-kin sounded.
"Would you be able to... show me something like that, then...? I could help, at least a little; ring's not that strong, but I'm still quicker than most of my folks even without it. I know some spots around to rest and get food, if ya want after? Gotta at least be able to give... something," he suggested, putting on a friendly little grin for this Stranger.
It had been some time since Vera was freed from the toxic grip of the Red Lantern ring, since she had been given a second chance at life, and yet she still kept the bloody thing in her pocket. She kept her hands in her pocket as well as she walked down the crowded street, nervously rubbing the ring and glancing from person to person. She felt as though they were staring at her, judging her. She knew it was the influence of the ring, but she felt an urge to lash out at the passerbys. It took everything to not put the ring on and slaughter them all. She simply kept her head down and hurried on her way to work. Not a block from her job, Vera felt a strange heat in her pocket. A pulsing heat, almost. The ring was trying to warn her of something, and a look around told her exactly what. Above her she saw the unmistakable suit of a Blue Lantern, and something else. Her heart pounded at a million miles a minute, she could feel the adrenaline coursing through her. So many emotions flooded her in her panic. 'Put me on! Destroy him!' She heard within her mind, and she almost did. Instead the woman closed her fist and decided she would follow the alien to wherever it was going, and their rings would help her.
"You learn to work through it. You learn what peace sounds like and what trouble does. Noise is good in the end. Its those moments of silence on what should be a busy day you should be most weary of. The people on have a good phrase I've always quite liked which is "The Calm Before The Storm." and in my experience its quite true." the suited hero stopping for a moment, floating above the streets for a moment as she directed her eyes left and right, only distinguishable by a sudden shifting of light in the single visor in the helmet as if they had a singular eye. Stranger did not have he same natural hearing Wren did, but her helmet assisted with that.
"Sure. There is often trouble around so I'm sure that something will pop up eventually though do not expect it to be the most exciting." she told the young lantern "And don't you worry, you'll get the hang of it." though she knew one thing and it was that Blue Rings were actually extremely powerful especially in the hands of someone willing to do what it took, but for now it seemed like it'd be some time before she got to see it. Darkseid's attack had done more than destroy heroes, but many of the villains had seemingly been killed at well either during the Crisis, or after. It did mean she didn't have to worry much about anything superpowered, she just needed to worry about mundane criminals getting smart. They likely got worse, but she had yet to encounter any.
"No, no, you're a visitor. I'll show you some nice places to eat." though Stranger had no real plans to eat in public because she was trying to keep both her identities a secret. Not only was Marilyn Knight a well known actress at this point, but it would be real easy to find and identify a red-skinned woman if they saw that side of her. She did knew some places with a little privacy, but she figured she could at least lead Wren someplace else. The poor guy was pretty small....but most people were small compared to Khunds anyway.
She took off flying again, pointing out interesting places she had either been as Marilyn, or in the historical Metropolis back in her time. She knew a lot about this place having spent a lot of her time here, it was where the legion base would eventually be located though where a museum would be, there was now a memorial.
The rather light tour was interrupted by a piercing scream which brought Stranger to a halt though it was some distance away. She began to rapidly scan the area for ports, tapping into feeds and radios, she recognized a terrified scream when she heard one. Finally she got what she was looking for and without a word took off a high speed though she figured the Blue Lantern might follow.
Arriving she came to what was clearly an apartment on fire. Not really a crime, nothing exciting but they were still people who needed help and it looked like it had gone up rather fast, with people still running away from it. If this was something more she'd have to find out later but for now she rushed right in, crashing through a window to save anyone trapped inside.
Hmm... so he'd just have to... learn? Well... he wasn't terrible at observing, at least. But this sure was a whole lot more complicated than back home... no wonder the others had told him that he'd have a lot to learn here.
The scream, though, and te ever so slight scent of charcoal when he came to a pause -- and smoke, since he noticed it -- those had to be some sort of trouble... right? Apparently Stranger seemed to think so, with the way they took off, Wren himself following as best he could. And a certain feeling that there was... something else, though he couldn't place it at all. Insinct of 'danger', perhaps...?
Well, never mind it for now; even if he wouldn't be going into the building -- not with his nose -- he could still do something... right...? Like... well, something like that. A platform -- if not a great one -- constructed of what limited energy his ring possessed outside the presence of the light of will.
"Out here! I'll get ya back down to the ground, no problem!" the Blue Lantern called out, starting to aid at least a couple that he could manage. Never mind all the 'Lantern'comments he was picking up on... were they really that well-known here? "And Stranger in there, go ahead and bring some folks out here if ya need to! I can at least do this!" he called out in turn, hoping he'd at least be heard.
Vera watched the exchange between the two flying beings while the people below remained oblivious. When the two flew off, Vera began to follow. And though they were quickly out of sight, she easily guessed what they were traveling towards. A burning building was evidence enough, and sure enough there was the Blue Lantern ready to save the day. She felt her hatred building within, disgusted with the fox man who would save such weak people. If one could not escape danger, one did not deserve to live. She continued to thumb the ring, trying to soothe the agitated piece of rage within her pocket. Though as she remained near the Blue Lantern, the power ring was restless, pulsing quickly and becoming heated. It wanted to be worn, wanted to expell her rage onto this would-be hero. But she knew the price of wearing it.
Stranger did indeed find people who were trapped in the building, and she began to bring them out though in bundles. Men and women of various ages, children, and even dog and on the occasion someone brought it up she'd even rush in to retrieve a toy and bring it out if it had not been destroyed yet. If there were any she could not carry she directed them to Wren who she was trusting to get them to the ground and away. The fire crews were arriving and doing their best to put out the fire...or at least prevent its spread. Stranger could do little for that...she didn't have any tech on her that would allow her to put out fires.
This was all strange to the armored woman...fired could spread fairly fast but not that fast. She did know there were some thing that would speed up the process of course, but she didn't have time to scan for it. Once she and Wren got the got the last person out she moved to the ground herself "Think you're able to help put out those fires Lantern? It shouldn't be hard to think of a way." she knew Green ones could, but she really didn't know if he knew how. If he could find something it'd confirm her suspicions especially as she speak to the people.
She set her eyes on one woman looking rather upset "Excuse me miss!" moving over to the woman who seemed to be watching intently "Did you see anything out of the ordinary going on here?" she asked.
Vera had not been prepared for an interrogation, and as such was caught off guard. Her gaze left the Blue Lantern and instead was affixed to the armored person before her. Her stare was intense, filled with a poisonous mixture of negative emotion. She felt the call again as she was spoken to, heard the ring inside her head, screaming to be worn again.
"No!" Vera said, louder than necessary. She cleared her throat and looked the figure in the face with her crazed eyes. "Uh, no, sorry. I arrived after you did." She said, returning her gaze to the Lantern. "That's a, uh, one of those Lanterns, isn't it? I thought there were only green ones." She lied through her teeth.
A bit more, Wren could feel that odd little sensation creep up. Was there... something he was missing here? Well, probably; it wasn't exactly difficult, considering how much there was completely new to him. Still, the priority was the people he could see, for now; and while the task wasn't exactly the easiest for him, most particularly as a Blue Lantern, it was doable.
Well, getting people out was... putting out the fire, though? He wasn't sure where to even begin with that, were he to be honest. Swiping at it... didn't exactly work. Stamping it out? Well... it worked, sort of. Ah, well... other people were coming to help anyway, weren't they? He couldn't just... do everything, not especially as inexperienced as he was... though such creeping thoughts weren't themselves helping what power his ring did have, even if the people around were starting to offset that thanks to the aid. And... there was a bit more he could do besides, if still limited; that would have to do.
"Mm? Did ya need somethin'?" the Blue Lantern asked, glancing over in Vera's direction after his ears had perked to the sudden outburst. In the meantime, he could at least kneel over and perform small bits of surface healing on the occasional burns people had taken; slight bits here and there, but nothing that would prevent them from needing further treatment. "Actually, neither of you got hurt or anything, did ya? I can at least do just a little, turns out; not enough to close an injury, but it seems to get folks feeling at least a little better," he offered in turn, casting the armored Stranger and this red-headed woman a bright and friendly grin.
Stranger blinked a few times inside her helmet at Vera's outburst, a little confused. The look in the woman's eyes.....was quite aggressive. Stranger knew that venomous look, it was a lot like the looks the people on her planet carried though this woman was small, and not a Khund. Stranger simply let it pass for the time being as she tossed a glance towards the male fox "Blue Lantern, but he's new." though there was something off about the woman words to her.
Stranger shook her head "No. I am fine." she replied tapping her suit "Well Ma'am do not worry, everything here is safe I assure you." though noises past them drew Strangers attention which she went to go attend to leaving the two alone or a moment.
For a brief moment, Vera could have sworn she could hear the voices of her deceased family and friends. She couldn't make out what they were saying, but it was unmistakable what they wanted. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill! She felt the corrosive blood flowing through her again, and suddenly her eyes changed to red and her hair gained their familiar red streaks, her outfit changing to that of red body armor with an all too familiar symbol. From her pocket, she pulled a hand wearing the ring of the Red Lantern Corps. With eyes of pure rage, her stare could have melted a hole through the Blue Lantern, but instead she tried by vomiting her corrosive blood in his direction. Verannia reborn.
Granting a slight nod, Wren glanced off after Stranger for a moment or two, then around a little to see if there was anything more he could really do -- probably not much, he mused -- before turning his eyes back to Vera. Who seemed rather... erm... different? Certainly, her eyes weren't red before, and her outfit changing... to show something he, at the very least, unmistakably recognized as some sort of Lantern logo, new though he might've been to all this.
"Ah... so you're also...?" he curiously started to ask... at least, before he had to quickly throw his ring-bearing hand up, shielding himself, at least mostly, from the acidic spray. It burned a little, where it had touched him... but he could deal with that much. "Whoa, whoa... I was just trying to help," he muttered, blissfully unaware of Lanterns besides Green, and whatever they did... or maybe he'd just not been paying attention in the midst of having so much to try and take in in such a small time. As little info as he'd needed for anything in his old day-to-day life, anything more than that was a bit... much.
"Well... 'trouble', huh? C'mon, then; I've just gotta stop ya 'til ya calm down, right?" he suggested with a little grin, his ring flaring a bit more and his eyes showing, clear enough, someone that enjoyed a challenge. 'Hope', he definitely had, at least in the form of pure, blind optimism... never mind his failure to understand the concept of 'likely bad person'.
Though, as a Blue Lantern, perhaps that was almost something of a boon.