Hal Jordan
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"Need help?" The glowing man hovered in air a few feet from his colleague, surveying the damage caused to the city during your latest mission. Luckily, you had already neutralized the threat with little collateral damage, but Hal just had to intervene in some way. It was his specialty. He'd been picking on you ever since they joined the League, and it had become a game of cat and mouse.
"Yeesh," he whistled teasingly, folding his arms as a sardonic smirk pulled on his lips, "...my missions sure go a lot smoother than yours."
His sleek green bodysuit glistened in the dull sunlight as Hal landed gracefully beside his teammate, sweeping his gaze across the battered city park.