[b][u]January 10th, 2:14 P.M.
Low Earth Orbit; Justice League Station[/u][/b]

Lady Arcana had decided to remain at the Justice League Station while she awaited word from Preston--he had promised her it wouldn’t take long. Lantern rings were quite fast, especially in interstellar space. That didn’t mean she wasn’t still worried.

She had fought beside Preston enough times to appreciate the strength of a power ring, and there was simply no telling how much damage Wilhelm could do out there with one. He would easily be a threat to the entire Earth, or even their entire sector. Even she would have a rough time fighting both a power ring [i]and[/i] his mental attacks working in tandem.

Exhaling, she paced anxiously about the control room, waiting for any sign of the Emerald Knight.

Her wait for Preston wouldn’t take all that long. As soon as he was in range, Preston made an effort to comminute using the earpiece he had. It started as mostly static and distorted words, but something understandable did finally some through. 

[color=00a651]”Watchtower, come in. This is Emerald Knight with Sinestro, reporting in with one should-be-dead nazi.”[/color]

He flew in close to the watchtower and looked through the glass of the main room. His wife, Catalea, was standing at the window, looking out at him and Sinestro with a bit of a glare. She kept her coat on, but her helmet and spear were nowhere to be found. 
[color=00a651]”Oh boy.”[/color] Preston muttered to himself. [color=00a651]”Sinestro, you remember Cat, right? She almost murdered some people on our wedding day?”[/color] He chuckled to himself and flew into the airlock, Wilhelm still in hand. Now it was just time to hand over the dead weight and get back on with their lives.

Sinestro gave a polite wave to the stoic figure glaring daggers at them through the window. [color=aba000]”How could anyone forget your lovely bride.”[/color] He quipped with a smirk before settling into the airlock. [color=aba000]”You and your allies have done well here. The last time I was here your largest satellite was that joint aeronautics experiment, but this is much more impressive. Are we sure I have the clearance to be here?”[/color] He asked with a small chuckle.

[color=00a651]”I am your clearance, don’t worry.”[/color] Preston waved a hand and went quiet as the airlock hissed, filling their little chamber with air. Preston walked further in, the ring still holding Wilhelm in place beside him. [color=00a651]”K… Arcana? Lady Arcana? Where do you want me to put this bag of bones?”[/color] Surely she had to have seen them and be making her way over to the airlock. He had no idea how she was going to escort him to the Rock of Eternity, but he didn’t care. Just thinking about Wilhelm was giving him a headache. [color=00a651]”His mind powers are taking away more and more of my brain cells as we speak.”[/color]

[color=orchid]”They’ll do that,”[/color] Arcana replied from the other side of the communicator. She couldn’t help but smile in relief at the sight of WIlhelm, in custody and ringless. [color=orchid]”Just bring him up to the control room--your friend’s welcome, since he presumably helped to re-capture Willy.”[/color]

Preston led Sinestro up to the control room where Lady Arcana and Catalea were waiting. One was rather happy, and the other was less so. Despite this, it was obvious to Preston that both were happy to see them back and with Wilhelm. 

Preston let Wilhelm drop from about two feet in the air right at Arcana’s feet, Preston himself smiling at a job well done while his mask faded. Sinestro was a Lantern, and his wife and a trusted friend were in the room. [color=00a651]”How do you not kill this guy? Like seriously? You have more will than me, Karen.”[/color]

Shit.

[color=00a651]”Sinestro you didn’t hear anything, you got that?”[/color]

[color=aba000]”I don’t speak with the Guardians anymore, your secret is safe with me. Good to see you again Catalea, you’re looking as bloodthirsty as ever.”[/color] Sinestro said before turning his attention to the young woman who represented all magic in the universe.

[color=aba000]”Madam Wizard. Lady Arcana, I believe? Allow me to introduce myself.”[/color] Sinestro said with a slight bow. [color=aba000]”I am Thaal Sinestro, Formerly of the Green Lantern Corps, now leader of the Sinestro Corps. I wanted to come here today… To apologize to you. I did not intend to ‘rescue’ your prisoner, our Rings are set on a sort of autopilot. I had intended on contacting you via Preston, but you sent him to me first. I appreciate that quick response. I had not previously known of his atrocities. I regret my trespasses, and I can assure you that I will not make the same mistakes again.”[/color]

Lady Arcana bowed her head in return, wanting to show the utmost courtesy to avoid causing an intergalactic incident. [color=orchid]”Thank you for working with Preston to return him to me, the important thing is that he is back in custody now--”[/color]

Her eyes had drifted down to Wilhelm, who appeared to be decidedly less broken than she remembered him. [color=orchid]”Hair, huh?”[/color]

The wonders of alien technology never ceased to amaze her. She reached out and ruffled her prisoner’s hair. [color=orchid]”Shame on you, Willy, breaking my window! This time you don’t get one.”[/color]

A groan came from the near-unconscious Wilhelm.

Preston walked right past the group to sling an arm around his unmasked wife. She smiled at his touch, but didn’t look away from the man on the ground. [color=00aeef]”This is the one you were so worried about? He seems like hardly the threat you described him as.”[/color] Catalea tilted her head, wondering what the big deal was about him. Then again, any problem big enough for two Lanterns was quite the problem indeed.

[color=orchid]”Alright, first thing’s first,”[/color] said Lady Arcana, her hand still on Wilhelm’s head. A flash of azure light descended over the room, right where the Wizard and her prisoner were. When it faded, only Arcana remained, dusting her hands. [color=orchid]”Right, much better. Now, Mrs. Catalea, I think I owe you a tour, don’t I?”[/color]

She nodded. Of course she wanted the tour promised to her to sate her anger. Sinestro had been joking about her bloodlust, but was not incorrect about her temper. [color=00aeef]”Husband, you should catch up with the rest of your friends here on earth. I’ll never be too far away.”[/color] She said to him, walking effortlessly out from under his arm. 

He nodded away, understanding that it might be for the best for someone who was a little more well versed with this modern day Earth to show her around. 

[color=00a651]”Sinestro, I’ll show you out, unless you want to take the tour as well.”[/color] Preston cracked a smile Now was the time for laughs and jokes, now that the psychotic psychic was taken care of. 

Sinestro cracked a smile and shook his head, chuckling. [color=aba000]”Another time, Preston. It appears I have some brainwashed former Lanterns to attend to, as well as setting into place some mental resistance training. Once that is settled, however, I would love to. Catalea, always a pleasure. Lady Arcana, it was an honor.”[/color]