<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>Monday 29th April 2019 – Midday<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Perth, Australia – ‘Lux’ carpark<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Tamaranean spacesuit (as pictured) paired with thigh-high, predominantly purple explorer boots (https://static.comicvine.com/uploads/scale_medium/11121/111217258/6672662-starfire_by_mystic_oracle_dazegt6-pre.jpg).<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Lucifer<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong>---<br/><strong>Extra:</strong>Kori’s Spaceship (https://weburbanist.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/ferrari-spaceship-2.jpg)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Honestly, Koriand’r wasn’t in the habit of charging for smiles, or anything, for that matter. She was as free as the wild, untamed jungle of her home planet, and she burned with the endless heat of the stars from which she was given cosmic sustenance and an insatiable zest for life. A price could not be placed on her expressive nature, or the raw emotions that governed her very being. She would not be told when to laugh or smile, nor when to swallow her anger or fear. She would, however, gladly accept shameless appreciation from others, and that included varying different forms of honest flattery. The Human anomaly chose to gift her with verbal flattery, which she graciously took with an extended smile. She liked when people freely spoke their minds, regardless of whether she was the target of their words, although she certainly had no qualms with being showered by praise. Not all sentient beings of the galaxy were as open about their feelings as the Tamaraneans, and whilst it was fun to occasionally be presented by a challenge, Koriand’r was still very much a woman who required reassurances. After all, she wasn’t proud or egotistical enough to believe that<em>every</em>being in the universe would automatically find her attractive. The humanoid male natives of Culacao, for instance, had found her and every other Tamaranean female repulsive. Some might think it bizarre that they preferred the large, snail-like appearance of the Culacaoan females, whereas Koriand’r had simply perceived them to be very intriguing and nonetheless, beautiful; even though even she had to admit that their mating rituals were very… ‘different’.<br/><br/>To be called ‘radiant’ though, suggested that her smile was attractive to Humans, yes? Or, to this anomaly, at least, which was equally a very positive revelation. Whilst she was not shallow enough to rely upon physical appearance alone, she<em>was</em>shallow enough to admit that this particular anomaly was aesthetically very pleasing to the eye. Ah! Human blood was hot? Or, was that just the males? That would explain why this one was warm to touch.<em>Good</em>, because she did not like the Branx, or the Psions, or the Citadelians, who all had one thing in common; very cold, blue blood.<br/><br/><strong>“I am glad,”</strong>she admitted without delay.<strong>“Death would be a tragic waste. I <em>think</em> I will prefer complicated.”</strong><br/><br/>It did not escape her notice that his gaze too, seemed content to wander across her curves, adding clarity to his appraisal. It begged to question: How did Humans flirt? What were their mating rituals? Did they share the same anatomical parts as Tamaraneans? Considering how overly clothed the anomaly was, she might have thought him a-sexual, had it not been for the tell-tale glint in his eye as he looked her up and down, together with the way that he’d kissed her back during the language assimilation. He seemed to like playing with words, that much she could already tell. Words which made him smirk with a hidden meaning behind them, and were emphasised for intent.<br/><br/><strong>“You do not impose,”</strong>she replied quite simply in a very matter-of-fact way. Perhaps she would have to seek out ways to test the validity of his declarations, but for now, her gaze descended to his outstretched arm between them. Ah! Her first Earth-binding agreement! After only a mere flicker of hesitation, Koriand’r lifted her opposite arm, and aligned her palm against his. After mimicking the way that his fingers closed around her hand, she didn’t stop there, however.<br/><br/><strong>“On Tamaran, we do this.”</strong>She declared, before pressing the first and second fingertips of her other hand, first to her lips, then to her heart, and finally, across to the anomaly’s chest. It was a gesture of sincerity, which was deemed a crime if ever broken. Sadly, there was one Tamaranean Princess who did not value the seriousness of the binding agreement, but Koriand’r at least, took it very much to heart.<br/><br/>Eventually, she eagerly looked from the Earthling anomaly, to the crater, and back to him; awaiting whatever miracle he was hiding up his sleeve. Of course, she hadn’t the faintest idea<em>what</em>he was going to do exactly, but given how secretive and mysterious he’d been, she hoped he was about to blow her mind with something extraordinary. As it turned out, today was a<em>very</em>good day. To begin with, his eyes were suddenly even more beautiful. The extraordinary flames that engulfed his blue hues, were like an exploding star in the centre of a solar system within the endless expanse of galactic midnight. Never before had she seen such remarkable eyes, and not even the low hum threatening to pop her eardrums any moment now, could pull her attention away. In fact, the sound was almost hypnotic, and like a hypnotist, only the loud and sharp click of his finger and thumb succeeded in snapping her attention back to the ship.<br/><br/>In that tense moment of silence, Koriand’r came very close to tipping over the edge of disappointment, because aside from the changed colour of the anomaly’s eyes, nothing else seemed to be happening. But just as she parted her lips and inhaled a breath to speak, the very earth beneath her began to vibrate and rumble and, by some miracle indeed, it was as though the planet rejected her ship. Amazed by such an impossible feat, she stepped to the very edge of the crater, to witness with wide eyes how the cracks in the ground widened, and an invisible force seemed to pluck her ship free. Awe-stricken, she glanced over her shoulder to the anomaly – an anomaly indeed! Aside from his hand extended towards her ship, there was no other sign of him being responsible for this miracle, but just to be sure, she waved her hand in the space between his palm and her rising ship.<em>Nothing</em>. No invisible strand of energy or tangible, magnetic force. Just air. How was he doing it then? Baffled beyond the constraints of her galactic knowledge, Koriand’r lifted her arm to check the controls on her wrist device, and suddenly remembered all at once that he’d asked her to assist him. The ship’s VI was awaiting her command still, but she decided instead to fly towards her ship, so that her fingertips could lightly touch against the warm metal, and manually steady the ship’s balance. Even still, the only force she could feel, was the ship seemingly moving of its’ own free will, as if cosmic life had been breathed into the very heart of the metal infrastructure and yet, she couldn’t hear or feel anything pulsating from within the solid shell.<br/><br/>Another<em>snap</em>drew her attention back to the earth beneath her, wondrously repairing itself, as though the very fabric of time itself was being rewound and yet, only that small fragment of the planet was being affected. Unable to resist her prickling curiosity, she tentatively landed with both feet on the ground, where the crater was now just a flat stretch of concrete. Toes first, testing the solidity of the surface, and then flat heels, until her weight was last of all redistributed. The unscarred earth didn’t give an inch, supporting her as though there hadn’t just been a gaping chasm in its’ grey and brown flesh. Above her, the shadow cast by her hovering ship enlarged as it began to descend. Stepping aside, she lifted her arms out as though to catch it, and once again help to keep it steady as it landed; even though her assistance didn’t really feel necessary.<em>Incredible</em>, but she was otherwise lost for words, as she stepped against her ship and laid the side of her head against the still warm metal. No heartbeat. No strum of life.<em>Silence</em>. Another glance at her wrist as she straightened, confirmed that the ship was still awaiting her command.<em>How was this possible?</em>The logic went beyond science and the advancement of technology. No, there was no use trying to figure it out herself. The answers lay with the<em>source</em>, who regained her undivided attention as soon as his voice cut through the bewildered silence.<br/><br/>Stepping away from her ship, Koriand’r took a moment to recollect herself, before at last transferring her confused gaze from the vehicle, to the being who’d just controlled it somehow. Her hand lifted to rest above her breast, striking an altogether very genuinely perplexed pose to match her lightly gaping expression. As far as she knew, General Hokum was not capable of performing such unthinkable feats. He was a man who cleverly evaded her and her allies, yes, but he could not perform miracles like this. She presumed that Humans too, were incapable of such things, else they would not be the primitive race that they were; which truly did make this particular Earthling an anomaly. Who was he!? Where had he come from? She had to know!<br/><br/><strong>“How did you do that?”</strong>Her gentler voice pleaded rather than demanded, and she took one step closer. Should she be fearful of him? Perhaps, though he’d done nothing to harm her. In fact, so far, he’d done nothing but<em>help</em>her, albeit for a price.<strong>“You clicked your fingers and commanded the very Earth to your will,”</strong>she said, as if explaining what he’d done might make it easier to comprehend. It didn’t. If anything, it only confused her even more, and that confusion prompted her closer still, until she was less that an arm’s length away from him.<strong>“I came here to learn of Humans, but <em>you</em> are <em>not</em> Human. Are you even Earthling? Mm… You are not like any other being I have ever encountered before!”</strong>Pausing to frown a notch lower, she canted her head slightly as her gaze examined him like a brand new specimen.<strong>"Your eyes... they are changed again!"</strong>She excitedly remarked, lifting a hand to rest her palm along the side of his face. His eyes were back to being blue, which surely had to be a sign of when he wasn’t using his powers? Stepping in closer still, her other hand lifted, trapping the other side of his face. Unfortunately, she couldn't assimilate answers from him, but she was nonetheless determined, more than before, to acquire answers to her burning questions.<strong>“What <em>are</em> you?”</strong><br/>