<div class="floatleft">(http://imagizer.imageshack.us/v2/800x600q90/845/m76k.jpg) </div><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">  <strong> Name: Hal Jordan/Green Lantern</strong><br/>  <strong>Location: Metropolis Harbor</strong> <br/>  <strong>Tagging: Koriand'r, Star Sapphire, open.</strong>  <br/></span></span><hr/><br/>Hal did his best not to get speared in the moments following Sapphire's attack. He corkscrewed through the air, evading the violet energy spikes, and gaining altitude, till he was above the two women. Even so two of the spikes hit the forcefield protecting him, and enough of the second leaked through to burn a searing, albeit superficial line, across his upper arm. He knew he always had a hard time dealing with Star Sapphire, even after all that had happened, because no matter what else was true, in the beginning, he'd gotten her into the whole thing.<br/><br/>Which meant that Hal didn't want to hurt her, which was not the best possible way to enter a fight if your powers were based on your strength of will. Still, now there was the Tamaran involved, and clearly doing her best to blast Star from the sky. For the merest instant, he had the illogical urge to protect Star Sapphire, but then he shook his head, and steeled himself. The past was the past. Today was what mattered.<br/><br/>Taking advantage of Star's divided attention, and his new found height advantage, he flew down towards her, crossing above her head by a score of yards and sending a barrage of pure kinetic force at her, no construct, just pure will converted to smashing energy, enough to flatten a tank...or five. "Enough of this!"