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[center][b][color=green]GREEN LANTERN[/color] in: [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YMDrTMnm1IE]DON’T LET ME BE MISUNDERSTOOD II[/url][/b][/center]
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[color=lightsalmon]"I believe it is you that cannot 'park there',"[/color] was the first thing out of the hippie’s mouth, [color=lightsalmon]"The Green Lantern Corps is expressly forbidden from entering the Vega star system. What business have you here?"[/color]

[color=green]“I, uhm…”[/color] Hal stammered, [color=green]“tell you the truth ma’am, I’m no navigator, but I don’t think this is Vega.”[/color] Hal tried to remember what Kilowog had called their local system. He’d heard him mention it a few times, in the gravelly background of his voice chatting up the space boys over communications. As he reached for it, the ring supplied the missing information over his lens.

[color=green]“We are in Space Sector 2814, Sol system.”[/color] Hal’s ring worked as he spoke, stitching a visualization of the path from Earth to Vega on his retinas, an arcing green line rising from the surface of an Earth in miniature. There was no scale, but as the path grew the Earth shrunk, until there was nothing but a strip of emerald in Hal’s vision, [color=green]“... and it looks like you’re a long way from home.”[/color]

Beside them, the blue guy struggled with his own arm, wrenching it this way and that as he babbled to himself. The surface of his… Skin? Armor? Shifted, unable to settle on a definite form. It reminded Hal of when Kilowog had first taught him about constructs, and the only thing he could produce were wibbling heaps of green. Maybe the big blue’s armor was something like the ring.

[color=4eacd5]"I'm not gonna shoot somebody who hasn't done anything wrong! Besides he doesn't even seem to be here for us... and why do you have a plasma cannon?!"[/color] The boy shouted. His accent sounded local, [i]Earth[/i] local anyway… But whatever the hell he was wearing certainly wasn’t. Hal put his hands up.

[color=green]“Listen, buddy, I’m not packing anything but this ring,”[/color] Hal waggled his hand, [color=green]“and at this point the thing might as well be toy jewelry. I’m just supposed to tell you guys you’re not supposed to break the blockade,”[/color] Hal gestured up as another chorus of fireworks sang above them. In the distance, Hal saw a jeweled green point of light rising from the surface of the bay. Hal nodded towards it to indicate.

[color=green]“That’ll be my partner fishing your ship out of the bay, he’ll tell you the same thing… And, sir, I’d [i]really[/i] appreciate it if you don’t point that thing at me, dig?”[/color]