Greg opened his case and took out his 'texan tuxedo' as well as the holster for his guns. He preferred the under-arm style over the hip-holster ever since someone took his in a fight, now he preferred to play it 'close to the vest'. the pistols were filled to the brim with bullets, one had bouncing bullets for non-lethals, the other had Rip-rounds to put something down. 

He fell into the balance of the guns with some rodeo [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBQ2mflwnEU]pistol-twirling[/url] to build up his confidence, he set himself up just as the she-beast let her hair down. He'd faced a yellow lantern before, the radiant aura pulled on him the way she was now, like those 'demented' things from the 'hairy pottery' books. She was doing the same thing and he had plenty to be scared of.

Swallowing hard, he holstered his tools and looked back to waller. "Thats there is some nightmare fuel, no offense ma'am...What is the mission? Rescuing the professor and the kid OR taking down the monster seem like Justice League work... What is the REAL mission?"