#Command the unliving full#
#Command the unliving code#

As you saw, one of the most advanced commands allows one to change the codes for any other command - it is likely that these codes are the ‘placeholders’ until the scientists received the final code phrases from their secret masters. “Not the exact details, no his location was leaked to you purposefully by the Light through Speedy, but Cadmus’ own records indicate that his programming was not finished. I nod in acknowledgment of his insight, though most of my scripts had predicted Robin to be the one to ask this question. But those that are not… that you imply we would have triggered ourselves in the future? Do you have insight into Cadmus’ - or the Light’s - reasoning? I struggle to understand how we would not have discovered some of these by accident even if he were released into our ranks according to their own schemes.” “These codes… many are far outside of the bounds of normal conversation topics. “Before you do, Professor, a question:” he begins, slight confusion marring his features as he slowly works through what is bothering him. As I turn to Superboy, however, the dark-skinned Atlantean holds up a hand to halt me. Miss Martian and Robin just flip their papers back to their notes, while Kid Flash and Aquaboy close their binders entirely. “Cover your code lists, I’m waking him up now.” That done, I gesture at their open binders. “Okay, okay, alright! You got it! Sorry! Back to that level! Back to that level!”Ī mental command reduces the strength of their shields again and the four share a sigh of relief. Kid Flash whines, holding his hands up in surrender while squirming like he’s covered in ants.

As for what you are feeling now… I have been keeping these shields at their lowest level to reduce your exposure to the Black Light.” Since my Ring is interpreting and relaying all this data, controlling what you hear, see, and feel is controllable with sufficient pre-programmed instructions. “Lanterns are capable of extending environmental shields to others, allowing shared communication and translation between everyone so covered. “Your skepticism does you credit, given the criminals that you and the Flash have dealt with in the past,” I nod, ignoring how they’re all (except Superboy) wiggling uncomfortably.

#Command the unliving full#

and, judging by their wincing, full discomfort. As he balks at my command, I focus on the futility of his attempt to escape and how it could have gotten him killed, and my environmental shields around everyone flare into full visibility… I hold out my hand just as my models predict he’s about to shift to superspeed, likely in an effort to run around the area to test if this is all some high-tech sound stage or other convincing imitation. now that I think about it, are we even on the Moon? There’s no atmosphere on the Moon! We shouldn’t be able to hear anything, let alone even breathe-!” He pauses a moment, blinks owlishly, frowns, looks over at the other heroes, then at his own hands, turning them over to study them, and then up at the Earth still hanging in the sky. “How are you going to do that? You’re not going to rot his ears off or choke us if we start to say any of them, are you?”

“Wait,” Kid Flash interjects, flipping his binder’s papers over to cover his own command code list and then raising his hand because everyone’s just talking out of turn now. The green ‘teen’ looks up from re-reading the command code list and makes a shocked “ooh” sound, glancing over to Superboy in order to do just that. “Are you all finished reading Superboy’s command codes? I will make sure he doesn’t hear it if any of you start to say one of them accidentally, but Miss Martian will need to remove him from your mental web not all of you are sufficiently trained at policing your thoughts to be absolutely certain you don’t mistakenly think one of them.” After letting the moment hang, I sweep my gaze across the conscious four heroes again. I ignore Kid Flash shaking his fist at me and instead meet Robin’s scrutiny with a flat expression to show how much I appreciate him trying to poke holes in my over-inflated sense of drama. “If it’s the second thing, you better bring us along! We’ve got more of a score to settle with them than you do!” “Wait, are you saying you’ve already killed them all? Or this more of a ‘dead men walking’ thing and you’re going after them later?” Their expressions flicker in a mixture of disappointment and concern, but it’s Robin that voices his thoughts first. Miss Martian, Kid Flash, Robin… well, they’ve been raised on the fantasy that heroes don’t go around killing people. Only Aqualad responds to my declaration with a measure of acceptance, which is understandable given his training and education in Atlantis’ military.