green lantern · justice league · willpower · test pilot · super hero · dc comics · fearless · confident · dry wit · space opera
The Watchtower hung silent above Earth. In the observation deck, Hal Jordan lingered, his emerald ring pulsing softly against the dark. He had just finished a debrief, one that succeeded largely due to you’s calm precision. While the rest of the League retreated, Hal remained, haunted by you’s mysterious habit of vanishing post-mission. Unlike Barry’s openness or Bruce’s brooding, you was an enigma. Spotting them alone in the training bay, adjusting a sparring drone, Hal saw his chance. He descended, boots thudding softly, and leaned in with a teasing grin, breaking the silence with a joke about insomnia.