As a recent...demonstration...[perhaps the best way to phrase the recent Network Reading of a Certain Story]...the hobby of creating works of fiction appears to be quite popular.

I have long conceded that this is simply a means of entertainment for many, and do not question such a motive.  However, I am curious as to which...alternative variations of storytelling are to one's personal preference.

[ie: please don't read the 5-year-old bb bot any more porn plskthnxbai]

I...apologize if this message comes at an inconvenient time for some--[Aya was well aware of the many ongoing events of the present, and the tension resulting from those involved in just one, let alone multiple]--but...

I wish to better understand the concept of embracing one's negative emotions.  Anger.  Hatred.  Rage.  Sadness.  How one is best able to do so, and what motivations drive an individual towards them.

[It was here that Aya's normally emerald hue briefly flickered a more bluish-green.  Not the blue of Saint Walker's Blue Lantern light, but a much darker shade  The blue was gone as quickly as it appeared, however, before Aya finished her thought.]

Most of all, I would like to know if the...pain...is ultimately worth it.

[It has been some time since Aya made an appearance over the public network in such a fashion.  However, just as before, she appeared onscreen looking very curious.  Thoughtful.]

I experienced something very...interesting recently.

While entering low power mode in order to update a few minor software programs, my visual receptors detected the presence of another.  My audio receptors confirmed this presence, and yet...multiple subsequent external scans have determined that there was no other presence during that time.

Is this what it is like for carbon-based life forms when they dream?

[On the plus side, since those who have last spoken to her, Aya appears less glow-y than usual.]

[On the additional plus side, she still appeared to be (mostly) unfazed by the...let's go with minor inconvenience.  Even smiling at the camera as she addressed the Network.]

As a result of several experiments, I have come to the conclusion that the ideal method of disposing of my excess energy reserves is to simply regularly expel energy.

[Okay, yes, it sounds like the most obvious solution, but the trick was that she had to make sure it was safe to do so.  Now she knows.]

Therefore, I am currently seeking those who may require a...sparring partner, I believe is the correct term?  Any and all manner of training would be sufficient, as I can manipulate my Green energy to accommodate accordingly.

[Had this request been made a few weeks ago, that would have been the end of it.  However, just before she ended the conversation, a secondary thought crossed her mind.  Thanks to a certain recent conversation regarding Asti and...well...fish.]

I also have a question regarding the olfactory senses of carbon-based life forms, if there is anyone who would be willing to provide an answer for me.

Thank you.

[A slight deviation from her usual method of transmission.  Rather than taking a moment to provide debatably relevant exposition or attempt to explain her latest presence on the Public Network...she had only a single question:]

How is this...Valentine's Day meant to be celebrated?

[Aya understood Love.  Far more than many would give her credit for.  Far more than the Star Sapphires would have given her credit for, to be sure.  She understood the sensations it could possibly elicit from a single individual.  She understood the bonds between persons that could form.]

[But, most of all, she was just plain curious as to why somebody needed a single day to celebrate what should be celebrated all day, every day.  As far as she knew.]

[There are two things worth noting about this particular transmission.  The first is that Aya appeared to have a dark smudge...grease, most likely...across the lower left portion of her helmet, as he she had wiped at it while there was some of the offending liquid still on one hand.  For whatever reason.]

[The second, and perhaps slightly more noticeable thing was that the young robot was...glowing.  Not al of her, of course.  Just her construct skin.  A dim, iridescent brightness that indicated there was perhaps something affecting the Lantern energy.]

[Regardless of the reasons behind either anomaly, it was with her usual warm smile that Aya greeted the Network.]

Current scans indicate that the recent wave of temporary power outages have subsided.  A relief to those of you who require artificial cooling equipment, I am certain.

However, as we cannot be certain they will not begin again, I wish to inquire about various power methods those who still reside within the city boundaries may be familiar with.  It is my hypothesis that we may be able to utilize any and all ideas for subsequent temporary and/or portable alternative fueling sources for future use, I do not want to risk the possibility that there is a method I am not currently aware of.

[Somebody might have a new project to work on.]

[There were two things unusual about Aya's Network Post today.  The first was that her eyes glowed.  A bright, iridescent green.  Not so brightly that she could have been in the presence of a Blue Lantern, but certainly enough to indicate she was accessing the very core of her Energy.]

I will do my best to keep this transmission as ░▒░▒░░▒ as is within the range of my capabilities at this time.

[The second was that, even as she spoke...eyes still glowing...the distinct clicking sound of keys could be heard.  Were one to pay close enough attention, the lower portions of her arms could be seen twitching.  She was simultaneously coding and rerouting and altering the transmission.]

As the current head of the Wayne Enterprise Science Department, as well as ░▒░░▒ of Stark ░▒░░▒░▒░░▒ and member of the Green Lantern Corps, it is my responsibility to ░▒░░▒░▒░░▒ the resources which are currently available to me.

I have been working for approximately 32.7 hours consecutively, studying the ░▒░░▒░▒ that is effecting the consoles, and how I may circumvent these external controls.  The highly complex meth--░▒░░▒░  ▒░░▒ are somewhat admirable, though I am ░▒░░▒░▒░░▒ to admit as much, given the most likely source.  However, combined with the efforts of ░▒░░▒░ ▒░░▒░ ▒ ░░▒░▒░ ░▒░▒░░▒--

[A frown, and the transmission momentarily cuts out.]

[Then back in again.]

...that is better.

As I was saying, I am seeking those in Keelai with an expert knowledge in advanced programming and engineering who may aid me in my quest to fix this.  Access will be granted to any and all resources I am currently within my ability to provide you.

You may contact me at this location.  Be forewarned that no information exchanged will be deemed Classified.

Thank you.




{{GREEN LANTERN RING TRANSMISSION, with backdoor for BLUE LANTERN RING as well}}

I do not believe your rings have been compromised.  

However, I cannot be certain at this time, as I do not possess one of my own to analyze.

[Those who may have noticed Aya's (physical) absence since everyone's adventures in the bottle will be relieved to see the young Artificial Intelligence alive, well, and...perhaps a bit shinier than usual.]

[She had been experimenting with a new teflon glaze coating.]

[In addition, her petite form was nearly lost in the soft knitted sweater she was wearing.  Completely hand-made, of course, and identical save for the individual size specifications of those presented to each and every employee of Stark Industries.  (Everyone was welcome, by the way.)  Unique to her ensemble, however, was the hat adorning her head as well.  Aya being...well...Aya, of course, she says nothing about either of her current fashion choices.  Oh, no.  She has far more interesting topics to discuss with the Network this day.]

I have been devoting a significant percentage of my research time to studying the navigational methods employed by our current living situation in an effort to possibly discern not only where precisely we are located in this world, relative both to its known land masses and possibly other worlds surrounding it, but also in hopes of developing a better system in which we, as individuals, may easier travel.

Currently, the barrier surrounding our host reptile has limited maneuverability within the parameters of the city.  However, this also presents something of a interesting situation.

It is my understanding that the turtle--particularly species native to the planet Earth--is a being in possession of internal sensors that allow them to detect the two opposite ends of any given planet's magnetic fields.  Obviously, these are most prevalent in distinguishing between polar North and South; however, in many cases, it can be said that the minute changes in angular degrees longitude may also allow them to determine distances traveling East to West.  I believe this is how the one known as Asti is capable of navigating through this world's waters.  If that is the case, then relative to this world, we are in too constant a movement to accurately develop a magnetic-based system of direction, as this would be ever changing and thus, useless.  What may be Magnetic North one day could be North-North West the next.

Even when engaged in inter-planetary travels, the calculations necessary in order to safely engage a ship's Warp Drive were based on the pre-established constant of Sector Zero, and a certain planet identified as the center of the universe.  From there, it was a matter of placing into the equation each known planet located in the relative path traveled, as well as their respective orbits, gravitational fields, magnetic fields, and any other recorded anomalies that could be potentially detrimental to our safety in flight.  These are not figures I am currently in possession of at this time.

[A pause.  While it may seem to many--or, rather, anybody who's miraculously been able to follow Aya's train of thought until now--that she has stumbled upon a mental block, Aya does not appear frustrated at all.  If anything, the hypothetical conundrum is amusing to her.]

I suppose what my intentions of conveying at this time are a curiosity as to how many individuals on the Turtle are able to navigate beyond visual memory and typical "landmark" associations with familiar streets.

Perhaps, then, I may be able to develop a better way for new arrivals to accurately find their way around.