<div class="floatleft">(https://i.ibb.co/tD3hg7M/starfire1.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong><strong>Koriand’r</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=304004.msg14848548#msg14848548)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Thursday 2nd May 2019 – Midday<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Gotham City – Downtown Outskirts<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Tamaranean spacesuit (as pictured) paired with knee-high, predominantly purple explorer boots (https://womenwriteaboutcomics.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/MTS_CaptainRC-86393-starfire.jpg).<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Cyborg, Raven, Lucifer, Aquaman, Supergirl, Power Girl / Open<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong>---<br/><br/><hr/><br/>In all her years, Koriand’r had not once encountered a truly dull planet. If not for the Citadel War which had dominated her home solar system until recently, there was the fact that each individual planet could at any time suffer from social unrest as a result of autocracy, bureaucracy, a<em>coup d'état</em>, or; as in the current case scenario, a single individual clutching at greater power and influence over the masses. In spite of her certain naivety towards Earth traditions, she was contrarily well-learned in the more diverse ways of the Milky Way Galaxy; from the domineering control of a ruthless Empire through to the aftermath of a rebellion led by the ‘smallfolk’. She had seen great feats accomplished by the underestimated few, but she had also been fooled in return by those of a more cunning and strategic mind. Perhaps her greatest lesson was the realisation that to ‘fight’ was a<em>choice</em>, rather than an occupation. The soul of a warrior resonated through her DNA, but for others, their innate ‘fight or flight’ reaction was quite the opposite.<br/><br/>Therefore, there was no expectance or disappointment in her gaze, as she calmly looked to Lucifer. To help or not to help, to fight or to flee; those were<em>his</em>choices to make, as she in turn had made her own decisions. Whilst she wasn’t quite sure what he intended to mean by her ‘debut’, she was however, eager to test her might against this unidentified opponent, this… ‘Old Supes’. Yet as she turned with every intention of hurtling towards the front-line of the battlefield, a sudden ‘pop’ accompanied by an almost blinding flash of bright light, had her squinting and flinchingly turning back to investigate the disruptive source. Out of thin air, two curious strangers had appeared on the rooftop: A raven-haired woman dressed in purple and black, whom she took a moment to look up and down; and a… was it a machine, or a man? He had the face and voice of a man, but to Koriand’r, his sheer existence<em>far</em>exceeded her presumptions of<em>Human</em>technology. In fact, he looked like he’d been experimented on by the Pisions, but that was impossible, wasn’t it? Her expression was therefore an utter picture of curiously flabbergasted shock, as the cyborg demanded her attention most of all.<br/><br/>Looking down at the communication buds in his offered palm, she hesitated, and again remarked privately to herself at how technologically advanced these objects were. Looking to Lucifer for silent guidance, she followed his lead, and caught the earbud as it floated towards her. In the absence of pockets though, unlike him, she decided to pop the bud in her left ear. Perhaps it would be handy to be able to hear the people on the other side, whoever they were. Listening to the cyborg then, she frowned slightly at his strategy, but mostly because she had no idea what or who this ‘Batman’ and ‘Wonder Woman’ was, and she certainly didn’t consider the red-cloaked menace to be a ‘friend’. It was therefore easier to view the situation objectively, but at the same time, she had to respect the wishes of these Earthlings. Right now, that was the only thing keeping her from charging in alone.<br/><br/>Having not clocked on yet to the fact that these Earth Heroes were using alter-ego names, she turned her attention to the raven-haired female and gave a small smile.<strong>“I am Koriand’r,”</strong>she introduced herself quite simply, choosing to omit the 'Princess' part this time (not that is mattered with Lucifer in the vicinity). Speak of the devil, looking to Lucifer, she expected him to offer his own introduction, but it seemed that he didn't want to play nice right now with these new acquaintances. Too, she couldn’t help but notice that something seemed to be bothering him. His mood had drastically switched to being rather focused and serious, but she couldn’t be sure yet if it was simply because he wished to deal with the situation as quickly as possible and return to where they’d left off at Lux. Certainly, she could still feel the slight ache of the rather violent love bite marking the side of her neck, where the prominent bruising of her tenderised skin wasn’t subsiding any time soon. When he spoke again, he sounded very agitated, and his declaration led Koriand’r to believe that this would not be a simple case of ‘fly in and take down the target’.<br/><br/><strong>“Controlled?”</strong>She echoed him, and at once her gaze swept back to the colliding forces up ahead. Someone else was engaging the target, and it suddenly sent the rippling echoes of a sonic<em>boom</em>through the air as a colossal attack must have connected with<em>something</em>. Fortunately, the four of them were positioned far enough to escape from the main aftermath, but closer to the source of the blow, various cars and other vehicles were lifted and overturned as the destructive wave of kinetic energy swept across the nearby area, shattering glass in its' wake.<br/><br/><em><strong>“Bruce? He’s wearing some strange jewel.”</strong></em>A male voice suddenly relayed through the earpiece, causing her to pause a moment with fingertips pressed to her left ear.<br/><br/><strong>“His chest,”</strong>she echoed again, repeating Lucifer’s advice both as a way of confirming that she’d both heard and understood him, whilst also piecing the puzzle together.<strong>“Yes, it appears you are right. The voice said he is wearing a strange jewel. If it is controlling him, then someone must get close enough to take it from him.”</strong>Frowning, she switched her attention to Raven and the Cyborg.<strong>“I do not know if I will be strong enough to match this fiend, and I do not know what <em>you</em> are capable of either; but perhaps together, our strength will be enough.”</strong><br/><br/>Turning back to the main battlefront up ahead, her eyes narrowed as the skies darkened and lightning shot down to a lone figure holding what looked like a golden fork. Water was rising from the ground, forging a liquid beast that surged at the main foe. Strategically,<em>now</em>seemed like the best time to strike.<strong>“Let us find out!”</strong>The alien princess announced, before powering ahead suddenly, leaving nothing but a contrail of flames in her wake as she soared ahead through the clouds towards the main event. The Tamaranean was<em>fast</em>, fast enough to counterattack the eyebeams of red energy being shot towards the fork wielding man, with three consecutive starbolts.<em>Left, right, left</em>, she fired the neon green bolts of solar radiation directly at Superman and, though the staggering impact was enough to cease his eyebeam attack at Aquaman as he defensively raised his arms in a cross formation, the staggering result was merely a single step back from the caped crusader. An undeterred Koriand’r didn’t stop there though. She flew past the gathered heroes, not only intending to test her strength against this dangerous foe, but more importantly, to attempt to locate and reach for the strange jewel he was supposedly wearing. Fist pulled back, she misjudged the sheer speed of her outrageously overpowered foe, who at the last possible second succeeded in dodging her attack with the smoothest of side steps. Despite flying past him, an ever the more determined Koriand’r immediately touched down and spun round to practically come face to face with her enraged foe. Her grappling attempt was deflected with palms meeting palms, and as she pushed against him, she felt the full force of his strength forcing her back foot to slide against the tarmac road. Being this close was not an opportunity to be wasted though, which is why her gaze sneaked a glance down at his chest where, lo and behold, she saw something glimmering.<br/><br/><em>The jewel!</em><br/><br/>It was a risk worth taking, but a risk nonetheless, because that second of distracted focus gave a window for the Kyrptonian to push forwards with a surge of will and, before a stumbling Koriand’r knew it, she was being fireman-lifted high above his head and shoulders and quite literally thrown at the nearest Hero, who in that moment just happened to be the blonde Kryptonian, otherwise known as<em>Power Girl</em>.<br/>