04-25-2017, 07:03 AM
A voice boomed out so that Cole could hear it, and so could Ricky.
"I'll take it from here, Ricky. You've got work of your own to do that I need to be done post-haste. You can handle relocating Fort Zimmer out of the Frozen Fields and to the Tangled Green or to a warmer climate probably, but I am too busy to achieve such personally right now."
Such was the honest truth. With how much Warren had to do right now he wasn't sure he had time to relocate his base. After a few moments of questioning Ricky and learning that Cole wore a strange blue ring on his finger, Warren examined the individual. The ring was that of the Blue Lantern Corps, much like the Power Ring that had been worn by Saint Walker had been. If he recalled correctly the ring did channel the power of hope through it as a power source. Likely as Cole was a new prime his powers were going to be limited by whatever mumbo jumbo Omni had pulled in order to limit their abilities. An idea began to dawn on Warren. While Saint Walker would never have worked for him, perhaps he could mold the new Blue Lantern of the Omniverse into a potential ally and soldier. It was going to, unfortunately, require that he pretend to be a good guy, but Warren had been practicing when around Arle.
Of course in her case, Warren had been genuinely interested in seeing what she could do. Of course it hadn't happened. He had to admit, he was just a bit disappointed in that.
Ricky sighed. Why had Warren showed up all of the sudden? Had he finished his errand in Camelot so soon? Just what had gone on that motivated his employer of the moment to show up and start ordering him around? Ricky didn't like working for Warren because he had in the past. Being forced to serve a bad guy was not his idea of a good time. It was times like these that made him wish he was back in Canton with his friends, the rest of the Guardians. At least in Canton things had made some sense. So far he had been forced to meet with a "Lord Dominator" and Cole. Neither of which were things he'd do for Warren back home, but here he had no choice. As Warren was the only one who knew how to keep his NFL-R working, he had to toe the line for Wild Card. Sighing he'd begin to walk off towards the gate to the Frozen Fields. He had to admit he was curious as to why Warren wanted to relocate his base from there, as he had never been there.
"Now that Ricky has left, for the time being, we must discuss something. You wear a ring I recognize, one that belonged to the Blue Lantern Corps from what Saint Walker told me from when he was around here. I am curious, is your ring fully functional? IE, can you use the power it possesses to the fullest extent possible? Or is your ring non-functional? You are also interesting. A fountain fresh Prime, just full of potential that I have never seen before. I am curious, how would you like a job from me?"
"I'll take it from here, Ricky. You've got work of your own to do that I need to be done post-haste. You can handle relocating Fort Zimmer out of the Frozen Fields and to the Tangled Green or to a warmer climate probably, but I am too busy to achieve such personally right now."
Such was the honest truth. With how much Warren had to do right now he wasn't sure he had time to relocate his base. After a few moments of questioning Ricky and learning that Cole wore a strange blue ring on his finger, Warren examined the individual. The ring was that of the Blue Lantern Corps, much like the Power Ring that had been worn by Saint Walker had been. If he recalled correctly the ring did channel the power of hope through it as a power source. Likely as Cole was a new prime his powers were going to be limited by whatever mumbo jumbo Omni had pulled in order to limit their abilities. An idea began to dawn on Warren. While Saint Walker would never have worked for him, perhaps he could mold the new Blue Lantern of the Omniverse into a potential ally and soldier. It was going to, unfortunately, require that he pretend to be a good guy, but Warren had been practicing when around Arle.
Of course in her case, Warren had been genuinely interested in seeing what she could do. Of course it hadn't happened. He had to admit, he was just a bit disappointed in that.
Ricky sighed. Why had Warren showed up all of the sudden? Had he finished his errand in Camelot so soon? Just what had gone on that motivated his employer of the moment to show up and start ordering him around? Ricky didn't like working for Warren because he had in the past. Being forced to serve a bad guy was not his idea of a good time. It was times like these that made him wish he was back in Canton with his friends, the rest of the Guardians. At least in Canton things had made some sense. So far he had been forced to meet with a "Lord Dominator" and Cole. Neither of which were things he'd do for Warren back home, but here he had no choice. As Warren was the only one who knew how to keep his NFL-R working, he had to toe the line for Wild Card. Sighing he'd begin to walk off towards the gate to the Frozen Fields. He had to admit he was curious as to why Warren wanted to relocate his base from there, as he had never been there.
"Now that Ricky has left, for the time being, we must discuss something. You wear a ring I recognize, one that belonged to the Blue Lantern Corps from what Saint Walker told me from when he was around here. I am curious, is your ring fully functional? IE, can you use the power it possesses to the fullest extent possible? Or is your ring non-functional? You are also interesting. A fountain fresh Prime, just full of potential that I have never seen before. I am curious, how would you like a job from me?"