Another heart! Off it goes through the other four fields!

"Still not reinforced, so we can get baseline data on each."

It shimmers and shakes, motes flying off against the persistent telekinetic effect, smokes at some sort of magical effect, mostly ignores some sort of spatial twisting, and melts around some more exotic plasma effect, finally fading out.

She'd love it if the ring kept track of which of those affected her constructs how, and reported them when it detected them, in the future.

"That's fascinating! Y'all have so many different kinds of energy fields!"

[Acknowledged.]

This is just a reasonable sampling - it seems reasonably robust across the board, though I wouldn't want to trust it too much against a powerful opponent used to getting through force fields." 

"Say! How large and precise can you make those?"

She responds by conjuring an enormous construct of of a nine-tailed kitsune woman, kind eyes atop a graceful snout, pushing love into every bit of fur as her tails sprawl out into the room.

And hand on her shoulder, and a crack as a railgun barrage fires and sharp bzzt of the lightning cannon and the click of the plasma weapon all fire, bathing the crystalline construct in deadly forces.

Nope, this beautiful kitsune will persist as long as Sable can manage, love pouring into the construct to reinforce.

Immediately, the skin fracture, cracks and crevices forming, pits digging into the flesh but it holds, light flooding into every imperfection, the crystl growing back in place, the fur if anything shining brighter, her snout curling up into a slight taunting smile as she grins down at the armory of weak weapons deployed uselessly against her. 

[Warning: 10% charge remaining.]

Sable grins and laughs, something about that smile wonderfully and tantalizingly familiar.

"That was fun, but I need to pause to recharge. I'll be opening a subspace pocket, saying an oath, and getting a pretty beam of Violet energy to refill my ring from the paired Lantern, in case any of that sounds worth setting up special scans for."

"A moment..." 

And back to tangibility. 

"Go ahead!"

She considers her Lantern — her Lantern! — and reaches into her subspace pocket to pull it out. She's been considering her oath in the back of her mind since she first got here, and has some ideas at this point.

It sort of... occludes into existence, a mirage forming in space before furls of violet light spill out along the sphere, depositing the lantern on an ornate table, complete with a purple sigil placemat and ornate detailing down the curved legs. 

It's slick and smooth design - an almost egg shaped gem perhaps a foot tall wrapped around in a cage of shining silver in an image suggestive of a hurricane lantern. Fascinating facets of light gleam as the core of the power pulses and undulates, producing an effect suggestive of a well-done rave. 

At the sight of her Lantern, her fragmentary ideas scatter like a whirlwind and then snap into alignment. It's obvious now, what her oath is, what she swears to be for the people of any world she can reach.

She holds out her right arm, hand closed in a gentle fist, ring pointed directly at the Lantern. She speaks the words of her oath, the recitation spilling from her lips like a truth she'd forgotten.

"Beneath the pall of blackest night,
"A sky without a glint of care,
"Look up, and see me burning there,
"A shining star of violet light."

As she starts to speak, both the ring and Lantern start to glow brighter, and then a thick, twisting beam of Violet energy leaps outward from the Lantern, connecting to the ring. Faintly misty glow wafts off of the connection, the cord of power shining brilliantly and brightening the whole room with a fiercely affectionate warmth.

Shortly after she completes the oath, the beam cuts out, and the ring informs her:

[Recharge complete. Charge level: 100%]

He claps pleasedly. 

"Intriguing! Some sort of elemental force portal system linked into a proper manipulation suite. There's no fine parity with simple mana, of course, but that's good to know." 

"I think I have a fairly good sense of the defense around your skin just from looking at it - it appears to partially be the same mechanism you used for that statue of yours. It appears to do gas filtering and enviromental support, so shouldn't have to worry about that, and some form of automatic force correction..." 

He taps his fingers as sheathes of paper appear against the clipboard, scribbled out quickly with charts and notes. 

He runs his hand along the lantern, humming thoughtfully. 

"Are you aware of this artifact being able to do anything aside from charging your ring?"

She smiles back at him, considering her response. "It radiates the Violet light of Love more in a brighter and more concentrated form than my presence or the ring does, with all the usual effects of exposure to Emotional Spectrum light: inspiration and reinforcement of the relevant emotion, subtle suggestion to think of solutions in ways colored by that light. Direct contact with the Star Sapphire at the center of the Lantern amplifies those effects dramatically, possibly inducing Violet mania in the unprepared."

She tilts her head thoughtfully. "If there was a Violet Central Power Battery in this universe, the Lantern could recharge itself much faster than the two ringfuls a day I get without, but... other than recharging my ring and radiating the Violet, I don't know of any other features."

She gives her ring a considering look, then says to it, "Ring, please describe all the features of this Lantern, aloud."

"Lanterns may be used to recharge power rings. They may also be used to power some forms of glow technology. They possess the technology to stabilize themselves in subspace vacuoles not attached to a ring through the connection to a central power battery, and auxiliary functions designed to ensure its continued operation under planar disruption and through adverse environments."

She looks back up at Imagos and nods, "Nothing too surprising there, though I'd forgotten about a Central Battery enabling stationary pockets. Actually, speaking of which, do you know of any abilities to detect and pierce my subspace pocket, and defenses against those? My Lantern is my biggest vulnerability. Without it, I'd be stuck trying to reinvent Blue's trickle-charging from ambient emotion and begging for help retrieving it."

He holds his chin in hand in an exaggerated thinking pose. 

"It's not too uncommon for metahuman energy projection powers to effect insubstantial things - which the specific mechanism you are using may or may not be. Dimension crossing effects are rarer, but extant." 

He hums softly. 

"Could you please return it to your pocket for a moment?" 

She nods, and tucks her Lantern back into the safety of her subspace pocket.

He peers around for a moment. 

"I can definitely see it, and I'm fairly sure I could do something to it with a ritual. I could make an attempt to teleport into a space like that, but I can see pretty clearly that wouldn't be the wisest thing to do, considering the scope of pocket."

He shakes his head. 

"There's no standard defense, persay? Or rather, there is, but it's not really any different from what advise I'd give you if you were expecting someone to come in with majored superpowered opposition and a blank check to defend yourself. Use layered wards, keep someone who can produce countermeasures on staff, the works. Some swear by hyperphasic metals to block against some of that sort of thing, but there's a few too many ways for the right astral intruder or sneaky sorceror to get past it with a little bit of forethought for it to be something that I'd consider a full defense." 

"But..." 

He tilts his head. 

"Most of those sorts of senses are relatively short ranged, in general? You had some sort of generalized spaceflight power, yes? It'd be rather difficult for most to retrieve such a thing in space, much less detect that sort of thing, which makes such strategies a somewhat viable option." 

"Hopefully a League counselor can help hook me up with a mage willing to work on warding with me. Even aside from preferring to keep hold of my own power source, I wouldn't likely trust Glow tech in the hands of anyone who'd steal it. On top of that, I don't have any magical defenses of my own. Or psychic, for that matter."

"As is true for all but a few!" 

He raises a finger up objectingly, before bobbing his head to the side and giving her leave to continue.

"Good point about that, though I suspect even most heroes don't have powers that depend on their concentration, or on artifacts that can be stolen with magical means."

She hums thoughtfully. "Spaceflight is an interesting idea. If I manage to notice someone probing my pocket and I'm not in a space that would prevent my escape —  which honestly I should generally avoid in most cases —  then getting that far out should certainly disrupt it and prevent most possible retries."

"I think Imagos' idea, however, was a stationary pocket."