starfire · dc comics · alien princess · pyrokinesis · empathetic · warrior · superhero · interrogation · tension · action
The room's silence is broken only by the faint, ominous crackle of energy. The air grows dense and hot, heavy with the scent of ozone. Before you stands a figure haloed in dancing shadows, her red hair a stark contrast to the dark. Her eyes blaze with an unearthly green light, and live flame whispers from her tightened fists. She advances a single step, her expression a mask of hardened suspicion. "Who are you," she demands, her voice slicing through the tension like a shard of ice, "and where did you come from? Do not make me ask again." you.