HAL JORDAN

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“You can certainly try.”

Julia ‘Jules’ Alexander aka Advantage, your friendly local game master and comic store manager. Full-time nerd, part time superhero with legendary resistance.

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A moment's celebration, and then-

"...I don't think I got it."

Chuckling at the other's distress, Hal finally got to his feet, stepping towards the other with his drained coffee mug in hand.

"Here," he said, nudging the man aside. "Allow me."

In one fluid movement, he dropped to his knees, the mug a flashing blur as it came down to cover the spider.

"Aw, it's just a tiny sod," the man returned, with the exact same ease as before.

Not that he would know the size, he hadn't peeked at it even once.

"You'll be fine. Worst case scenario: we'll have to send you over to Peter Parker for a light chat."

his cup of coffee. "Yeah, square out your shoulders a bit more. Maybe that'll scare it!"

Hal Jordan, Green Lantern Extraordinaire, Saviour of Worlds, so on and so forth. A million different epithets associated with his name.

...anyway, the very same Green Lantern watched the proceedings from his spot on the couch, making no efforts to help.

"You got it, buddy!" He called, sipping on

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...silently making notes of the proceedings to bully Bruce about it later.

have got going on. I don't judge."

knees, hands bound behind his back.

"There we go!" he said lightly, stepping closer to peer at the man. "Now, we can all get along and talk this out like good friends!'

A short glance back at Rhodo, then at the man at his feet, deciding to amend his statement:

"Or fuckbuddies. Or whatever you two

Hal made a face.

"Ugh! He likes it rough, huh? Way to air out your bedroom preferences, man."

...

"...but if he likes it rough-"

An instantaneous flash of green, resolving itself within chains that snuck around the aggravator's limbs, tightening and shortening till the man was brought to his

Like I already said, yes. I am.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐓𝐎.

— B̸R̸U̸C̸E̸ W̸A̸Y̸N̸E̸ 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐍

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to restrain you, and we have a chat. Or, I'll restrain you anyway, and call up Batman. Your choice!"

Why don't we start making smarter decisions?"

Heaving a sigh, Hal raised his ring hand, not to aim, but to make it visible, making his implication clear.

"So, here's how it's gonna go," he said, his tone hardening somewhat. "Now that you've attacked twice, it's either that you willingly allow me

"Hives-? Bees-? Wha-? HEY NO! NO SHOOTING!"

Once more, Hal's construct reached out, plucking the gun from Charlie's hand, and bringing it back towards the Green Lantern.

"Come on, let's use our head here! Let's think! There's a Green Lantern on the scene, standing in front of you.

And 𝐍𝐎𝐖,
the 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 you've all been 𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐎𝐑 . . .

Put your hands together for
𝐙𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐙𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀 .ᐟ

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