notthelantern:

Alex had gotten some very irritating news recently. Something important he'd need to do. But first he'd need to do something more important in his eyes. So he called Riley Carter and asked him to meet him atop the JSA Brownstone in costume a warm July afternoon.

And that's where he'll be found. In costume, the Green Lantern is sitting in the air near a cooler. He seems nervous about something and frequently checks the air for incoming gold-clad heroes...

notthelantern:

Alex Rice-Matthews is in a very good mood. Still sailing on the good mood from the date with Riley and being happy about getting a new teammate, he's been all smiles and energy lately. At home, he steps back into his room after a shower. Drying his hair, he checks his phone and powers on the computer. Signing into IM, he sets hinsekf available in case anyone wants to contact him there, call, or, even come visit.

"Might go for a fly tonight," he remarks quietly, starting to get dressed.

dc_holiday:

What Makes a Dad

God took the strength of a mountain,
The majesty of a tree,
The warmth of a summer sun,
The calm of a quiet sea,
The generous soul of nature,
The comforting arm of night,
The wisdom of the ages,
The power of the eagle's flight,
The joy of a morning in spring,
The faith of a mustard seed,
The patience of eternity,
The depth of a family need,
Then God combined these qualities,
When there was nothing more to add,
He knew His masterpiece was complete,
And so,

He called it ... Dad

botmaster:

Mikey walked up the stairs to the Brownstone headquarters of the JSA PATTON was floating not far behind him. He had wanted to do this ever since he was little back when it had just been him and Dad. Even if they didn’t want him on active duty he could at least act as team mechanic and he was just as good as his dad possible better, which really said something considering that dad made a hover car back in the forties.

Mikey knocked on the door and he was ready to ask to join the JSA even if his dad might not want him too.

boosted_gold:

Riley looked at himself in the mirror and curled up his face. This was so not his style, on any level. He was wearing a necktie for crying out loud. Yes he'd promised Henry he'd clean up and wear a suit, but this was so weird. He didn't do the suit and tie thing, and he'd certainly never been on a blind date before. He'd never been on ANY dates before. It just wasn't something he'd really made a priority in his life. He'd never even really thought about what his 'type' was.

Henry had made some valid observations though, and he'd been persuasive. Henry usually was. He did need to get out more. As it was lately, he'd bee spending every waking moment not in school on patrol, with or without Dinah.

Should he have told Dinah he'd be busy tonight? He can always tell her if she contacts him.

He sits down, fidgeting with the buttons on his sleeves, waiting for Henry to call with the info about where to meet his mystery date.

notthelantern:

A sunny Saturday Morning in New York and while most people are sleeping in or watching cartoons, Alex Rice-Matthews is out and active. He's no bodybuilder but the JSA's green lantern likes to stay in shape. That means hard work. and sweating.

As such, he's jogging through a park this warm and sunny day. In green and black, he's been out there for awhile. Sunglasses covering his eyes and ear buds bringing some music from the MP3 player in his pocket, the young hero seems a bit lost in thought. He thinks about his team, the weird Toyman thing he fought, and that Goldstar guy. Mostly about that Goldstar guy actually. The green haired hero had been on Alex's mind since they met fighting Toyman. There was just something about him.

Eventually, Alex comes to a stop by a bench and unclips the water bottle hanging from his belt. He checks his watch as he takes a swig of the refreshingly cool liquid. "Woo. Been out here a bit longer than I thought," he says to no one in particular, popping one ear bud out and moving to sit on the bench for a bit.

dc_baddie:

New York is a city that's used to the strange and bizarre.

But a mass of toys, rolling along on roller skates, vaguely humanoid shaped, with arms made up of super soakers, and a doll with a cracked face making up the head, is even the most jaded New Yorker might find pretty unusual. A jack-in-the-box grabs the string behind on the cracked doll and pulls.

"Come and play!" it declares in a scratchy, electronic, childish sing-cong voice. But while people run screaming, the toy pile scampers forward, firing a corrosive fluid from its squirt-rifle arms as it goes.

dc_holiday:

Mothers are the place that we call home.
On them we rest our heads and close our eyes.
There's no one else who grants the same soft peace,
Happiness, contentment, sweet release,
Erasing nighttime tears with lullabies,
Restoring the bright sun that makes us bloom. - Anonymous

bluelantern:

".. No, seriously. He knows who you are." says Avalon as he and Henry fly along the coast of California, doing their usual maneuvers and training.

"He's really cool though, I think that you're going to like him.. you might even know him - he acted like he knew you." he then goes on to say, "He picked up on who you were when I introduced myself - guess the name Jordan really gets around more than I realized.." he then teases a bit, glancing over to his partner as he smirks.

"Then again, you know so many people that I can't keep up sometimes!"

greengenes:

Mickey loved rainy days. More than just rainy days, she loved spring showers, were the rain wasn't too cold, or pouring down in buckets.

Also, rain meant lots of shadows for her to play with.

The second she'd gotten to the Brownstone after school, Mickey had tossed on her navy blue raincoat and navy blue rain-boots with the rubber duckies holding umbrellas and had run straight outside to the backyard area...and began to have some fun.

Using the shadows that she could find, Mickey started to mold them into constructs. Little black buckets to catch the falling raindrops. A small little family of shadow ducklings to play in the puddles.

Mickey smiled to herself. Her other teammates might find her a bit crazy, that she could spend all this time out in the pouring rain, but Mickey couldn't think of a better way to pass the time.

notthelantern:

"Wahooo!" Alex-Rice Matthews, also known as the Green Lantern, exclaims as he barrels through a few clouds. He's in his costume and surrounded by the emerald aura provided by the ring around his finger. Grinning wide, he spreads his arms and just takes in the warm California sun as he floats high above LA.

School just dragged on and now that he's free for the afternoon, Alex enjoying one of the perks of wearing a power ring. "Such a nice day," he muses, only really keeping an eye out for planes.

notthelantern:

"Knock, knock! Anyone home in here?" Alex Rice-Matthews calls as he steps into the HQ of the Justice Society of America. Now, it's not strange that he does so. The kid spent a lot of time growing up there, is the grandchild of a founder, and the son of a former member. He's been there a lot.

What is different is the red and green uniform he's got on complete with his grandfather's logo on his chest. And the bright green ring on his finger. He's been doing his best to keep the fact that Grandpa Alan gave him his ring secret, wanting to surprise everyone. And now he's ready to reveal it, confident he's been training hard enough.

"Don't tell me everyone rushed out without me," he laughs and he closes the door behind him and looks around.