<div class="floatleft">(http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa6/ladyphantomofmusic/IMG_0461_zpsehxgk8gm.jpg) (http://s197.photobucket.com/user/ladyphantomofmusic/media/IMG_0461_zpsehxgk8gm.jpg.html)</div><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Maria<br/><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong>Rose<br/><strong>Affiliation:</strong>None yet<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Friday the 2nd of June 2017, 20:10<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Gotham City<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everyone<br/><hr/><br/>Maria stayed on the rooftop, she wasn't a superhero, sure she had abilities, but she never used them in that way. She saw the lights, the fighting, hell, she even saw the big green light flash by above. She bit her lip, unsure what to do. She took of one of her white gloves, looking at her green hand, to some it may look stained, but a close look would tell anyone it was naturally that way, and you could vaguely see her veins, green, under the skin. Taking a deep breath she looked out, she wasn't a superhero, she had no way to hide who she was . . .<br/><br/>How ever the fighting seemed to be growing. "Screw it." She took off her outer clothing, leaving herself to be only in her underwear. Now her hands and feet were in plain view. She grabbed a rose from a flower pot that was on a windowsill and grew it so it wrapped around her body in a way she had an outfit. Once dressed she reached out to grounded plants to retrieve her, bringing her to the fight, wher she sent out vines to entrap the woman with who everyone seemed to be fighting.