Elizabeth was laughing wildly and back flipping over a rooftop when Arthur finally regained the control he so desperately needed to shift out of that mad form. Well she wasn't necessarily crazy. Elizabeth just had a... unique way of looking at murder... and mutilation, and brutality... basically death itself and anything to do with pain. The familiar course of electricity later, and he was now flying in the air as Starfire.<br/><br/>Seeing that the girl from earlier had caught up to her, Starfire flew down to meet her. "I do not believe we have done the meeting yet. I am the sorry that Elizabeth is so... destructive. She is hard to have the control." she said, ever the perfect copy of Starfire. It was only obvious that it was not in fact her by the way she held herself. She was poised in a relaxed man's demeanor.<br/><br/>Starfire touched down and raised her arms. "I do not wish to fight you. but I will if I must." She said as her eyes lit up green while still keeping a 'I surrender' motion with her arms.<br/><br/>Inside her head this was the conversation being had, making her flinch every now and again on the outside:<br/>Bane: ~"Poor Chica can't even try to fight?"~<br/>Elizabeth: ~"Kill her! it would be fun!"~ (joyfully if you can believe that)<br/>Green Arrow: ~Shut it you two! is everything about 'kill this, kill that! break this person's back!' with you two?~