<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/UMC7dP3.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;"><strong>Quasar<strong></strong></strong></span><br/><strong>Location</strong>Inside ship<br/><strong>Group</strong>Red Wasp, Superbus<br/><strong>Conditions</strong>Afraid, Guilty, Insecure, Angry<br/><strong>Potential</strong>1<br/><strong>Burn</strong>2<br/><strong>Action</strong>Flare: Move<br/><hr/>Quasar knew that both the ship was on the verge of collapse, and that her powers never stayed under control for long when she brought them out this way.  With a grunt of effort she stayed still for one more moment, before simply lifting off of the ground, white crackles of energy arcing off of her as she drifted forward, the walls and floor buckling from exposure to the immense gravity well she had become.  With a simple gesture she bent the steel until it completely buckled, ripping a hole in the bulkhead just ahead of her as she floated into the room.<br/><br/>She took one long look around and spoke, her voice echoing and distorted.  "Run."