Razer snarled inimicality at Kilowag. "I should've known that a pig like you would bring back a trail of mud!" Razer snapped.
Kilowag, husk but swift; grabbed up Razer by the collar. "Spit another word, Red. And I'll have you fried and sautéed on a plate!"
Hal had then entered the interceptor. Like always when he had left Razer and Kilowag alone, Hal had come back to more fuss. With a sigh, Hal brought himself to shove in-between the two.
"Come on now" Hal said. Trying his best to stay level headed. "Razer, I know you aren't so unicorns and rainbows about Kilowag bringing back-What's your name again?"
The alien being questioned had risen from his seat, his seat being the extra seat of the interceptor now that he became a new member of their team. "Saint Walker" The alien chirped with a smile. Just the aliens' voice alone brought annoyance to Razer, which was clearly expressed on his face at the moment. Hal sighed once more. "Yes, Saint walker. One it was not Kilowag's fault for Saint Walker being with us now. He was guided here by his path. And two, just because you don't like Saint Walker doesn't mean the rest of us don't. A show of hands; who enjoys Saint Walker's presence?" Kilowag's large hand shot straight up without a doubt. Hal then raised his hand. Aya, unsure, had to give an analysis of Saint Walker for confirmation. "I have not spent enough reasonable time in order to build a solid relationship with Saint Walker. But taken that he is a "Blue lantern" an energy driven by the emotion known as "Hope" in which I recall from my database, a positive emotion. Meant to bring only good to those striving through ordeals; their powers running almost parallel to those of the green lanterns, I conclude that I must take some form of acceptance toward this being." Finishing her analysis, Aya too had brought her hand up high.
At this moment, Razer's feels were tugging in-between the seams of his nerves. He didn't know what annoyed him more: Just Saint Walker standing before him, or that it didn't take much for the team to already trust the blue lantern compared to how long it took for the team to trust him. Or was it that AYA raised her hand for him?
A silence held the room for a bit, Razer still refusing to raise his hand. Saint Walker then raised his hand jokingly; smiling in a manner in which Razer could have sworn was intentional. Kilowag, with an arrogant laugh just had to establish the win. "Four against one, pooza." This sent Razer into an even deeper rage, having to control that rage by tightening his jaw.
"FINE. Since all of you seem to like that castaway, so soon. I'll be in my quarters." Razer hissed, storming his way into his room.
With feeling of anger and perhaps even a hint of jealousy, Razer sat on his bed with a sigh. "Whatever." he grumbled. "They don't need me. They have that hopeful goon now. I'm sure his hope, will do their willpower good. If not make Hal and Kilowag more over their heads." Crossing his arms, he laid back onto his bed, seeping into his own thoughts. "And Aya… if she were to describe the opposite of hope, she'd be describing a good for nothing. Me. But why do I care? She was only definining a word. Ugh! What did those Star-sapphire's do to me? I mean it's obvious... but-" Suddenly, the doors into his quarters slid open; his thoughts cut off. "Hello, brother." Razer sprawled to his feet. "You can't just waltz in here." Razer said viciously, his red lantern ring glowing. Saint Walker calmly stepped forth.
"I say we start over. Our last encounter was, more of a surprise. We never properly introduced ourselves. And you haven't given me the chance yesterday, due to being in such a shocked state that I'm now on board." Saint Walker kept his charming smile abroad however; Razer didn't take it as a welcome. He took it as a way to attack his ego. "I would also like for us to get to know one another. I want to get to know YOU." The blue lantern emphasized his reference to Razer; "You", with intention. For he knew Razer isn't all that he made himself to be.
"Perhaps I have no interest in introducing myself to the likes of you. Let alone SEE myself getti-wanting to know you." Razer, crossed his arms over his chest, having the idea that his snarky rejection may have gotten to the blue lantern. However, un-phased Saint Walker had nodded. "I understand. That is fine. Perhaps we'll get to know one another when you can SEE, that happening; when you can HOPE."
Razer with a look of utter shock, watched as the dandy alien skipped happily out of his quarters. The doors closed.