Timeframe: Post-Homecoming
Disclaimer: I do not own Green Lantern: The Animated Series or Green Lantern. It all belongs to DC comics. And the evil, happiness ruining Giancarlo Volpe.
Authors Note: I know I already have a drabble set for GL:TAS, but this one is different. The other one (Shades and Hues) is for oneshots and longer things. This will be a collection of 250 drabbles, each 250 words (or so) each. I am so sorry to be spamming you guys with all these GL:TAS fics, but I've been super inspired lately D:
Wish this crazy author luck in reaching all 250 drabbles!


Renown

"Sergeant Kilowog…"

The Bolavixian paused halfway down the hallway and turned back to face the tentative Red Lantern. For a usually composed young man, Red looked a bit distracted. "Yeah?"

"I was not present when you retold your tale of defeating the Red Lantern Armada at the banquet. May I ask what happened? How were you able to defeat all of those crafts?" Judging from the kid's expression, Kilowog knew that the Red Lantern next to him knew firsthand how lethal the fleet could be.

"It wasn't really just me. This other guy, a Blue Lantern, appeared out of thin air. The most cheerful guy I've ever met. I think his name was Saint Walker—yeah, that was his name."

At the mention of the Blue Lantern's name, a spark of recognition flashed across the kid's eyes. Kilowog frowned slightly. "D'you know him?"

A rueful smile tugged at the Red's pale lips. "Sort of. We've met once before, though I would consider our meeting sufficient enough in gauging an accurate impression of his personality. "

"Then I guess I don't need to say anything else." There was a beat of silence before Kilowog's mocking smile returned. "If there's anyone out there who could knock some sort of a positive change in to you, I bet it would be him."

Razer's unfocused gaze fell somewhere past the Green Lantern, staring at nothing—or perhaps something in the far, far future. "I do not doubt it," Kilowog heard the kid murmur softly.


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