Scourge of the 7 Constellations

Jasmine pursed her lips as she moved to get her remaining piece of drawing- the one that attacked the girl crewman as the space leader destroyed her other. "Ah duds" she said with a pout before turning to nod at Mark, a slightly confused expression on her face, "Me? Really? I'm a tad clumsy" she said as she gripped the space pistol in her hand, just in case. She shot the other two that Mark had captured with the stunner and grinned, Just in case" she said.

She hummed as she followed Mark, flipping on the switch as they entered. The light blinded her for a moment, "It's fine really" she said as she moved to cover her eyes.

"No, I insist....Actually, I've got an idea, it's getting dark soon. And I know the perfect place to go." They then awaited the authorities while Mark helped re-build and clean up the place.

Afterwards he took her to the hill overlooking the city, where Robin and his team once did battle with Thunder and Lightning's creation and chased the fake slade. From there as the sun set and the night stars came out, none of Jump city's lights could fade out the stary night sky and all the constellations and deep never ending blackness of space was visible. "Ok, so for this to work, you kinda gotta trust me. I've never really tried it before, but with your creative mind it should work."

Jasmine also helped re-build the building, apologizing profusely for the hole she had created. Once they were done she just followed Mark, blinking at the place where they stood at now. She looked up at the sky and grinned remembering times where she and her parents would go stargazing hell they even named a random star after her.

Looking back at Mark, her brow furrowed, "Of course I trust you. Now what do I have to do?"

Mark then took her hand in his and smiled. A blue aura then surrounded her as well and their minds telepathically linked. When in direct contact and my ring's aura surrounds you, I can feel your soul, your spirit, your emotions, and most importantly we can communicate our thoughts. Now anyone with a brain knew that people didn't really think words, they thought in images and pictures.

"Now try thinking of something, anything, and I'll make it based on exactly what's in your mind, see?" Mark then shot a blue light into the sky with his ring hand and constructed a ship, which was the first thing in his mind due to the pirates they fought today. A rickety old pirate ship from the 1500's which, sailed in between two clouds and had a crew of blue people hustling around on deck and a look-out above the mass with a telescope. "Haha, now you try." Remember, the entire sky is your canvas.

Jasmine blushed when he took her hand, her eyes widening the moment later when she was surrounded by a blue glow. Mark's words resonated in the confines in her mind and she nodded along, silently telling him she was listening. Anything huh? She hummed and pursed her lips before grinning, thinking of fireworks- prettily covering the dark sky before she thought of a dragon, sprouting fire at a stick of marshmallows.

As she thought these things, they immediately flowed out of Mark's ring like a conduit and filled the sky. It was like their own personal show! The dragon moved and fireworks boomed! Exactly how she imagined... Everything about them, every detail was shown in 3D imagery. Mark also decided to add his own touch; a knight came to the dragon and took out his shield, blocking the flames and took the marshmallow stick and bit into it before running away as if it was stealing the dragons treasure causing Mark to laugh silently.

Jasmine laughed as she looked up at the sky, imagining the dragon to be chasing the knight and bouncing on him, trying to make him cough up the marshmallows. She wondered idly what the citizens thought about this little 'show' of theirs. She huffed before imagining a sea and a pirate ship on it, with pirate versions of Mark and Jasmine there. She giggled before shaking her head, This is awesome!

"Awesome people deserve awesome things." Mark made the pirate version of himself suddenly grow huge like Jake The Dog and then raspberry blue light pirate Jazzy by pulling down his eye-lid and sticking out his tongue. Thus, causing Mark to burst out laughing in real life as they sat upon the grassy hillside right next to each other.

The Teen Lantern actually nearly fell over at this, upon turning his blue self to also make faces at the real Jasmine as well. In the city the people on the street were watching as they walked about, confused as to what was going on. Was it some kind of festival, parade, or show maybe?

Jasmine stuck out her tongue at the blue version of Mark when he made it make faces at her, giggling. She thought of pirate Jazzy of growing too and pouncing him, laughing. "I'm awesome?" she said questioningly, moving to poke his side. If he squirmed well she'll start a tickling attack if that happens.

The big blue version of Mark had a big blown up cheek and tooth missing with a black eye, but was still trying to smile. Meanwhile, Mark laughed himself, then was poked and tickled by Jazzy who he then grabbed and tickled back and they ended up rolling across the grassy hill together in a tickle war.

Jasmine was distracted for awhile by the beaten up Mark, laughing. She hadn't notice real Mark move to grab her and by then it was too late! The fiend was already tickling her! She tried to growl at him but it only turned into giggles especially since they were rolling off the hill now. "Off we rooooolll!" she randomly exclaimed through giggles as she tried to tickle the fiend back.

The continued to roll down the hill, laughing gayly all the way until they reached the bottom and Mark ended up on top of her and tickled her sides a bit more before finally stopping. His heart was racing now and then he took a moment to pick the leaves out of her hair while he blew some out of his own face. Except the manner in which he did so was as if he was blowing dust off a beautiful painting, the expression on his face betraying this ideal more than anything.

Jasmine laughed and squirmed because of the tickles, trying to grab his hands to move them away, "S-stop! Have m-mercy!" she said through giggles. Finally he stopped and Jasmine closed her eyes, taking the time to restore her breathing when she felt him move leaves out her hair. She smiled and opened her eyes then, blushing when she looked up at him, U-um Mark?" she began hesitantly, the blush still on her cheeks as she moved to poke his chest, "Can you please move?"

Suddenly Mark started to blush too. "Oh, ya...uhh, erm sorry." Mark quickly scooted off of her and his face started to turn a purpilish shade as he blushed. "So uh, heh, ya.." Mark then took a deep gulp, and turned back to the images he had in the sky.

Jasmine giggled despite the fact that she had a blush on her cheeks too. She rose an eyebrow and poked at his cheek, a Cheshire grin on her face, "You're turning purple!" she exclaimed. Idly she wondered how peculiar this day was- a moment ago, she was fighting space pirates and now drawing stuff on the night sky.