[center][h3][u][color=c4df9b][i]Starfire![/i][/color][/u][/h3][/center]

[center][indent][b][u]January 2st, 7:38 PM
New York City, New York[/u][/b][/indent][/center]

As Starfire attempted to apprehend the man he screamed at the top of his lungs. 

[color=c4df9b]"[i]You[/i] are the one who needs to be leaving of the alone!"[/color] She shouted as she tried to wrestle him to the ground. There was a tremendous build up of power and he released an incredible amount of energy. A wave of heat over came Starfire, and while that no effect, the sheer amount of pure force was nothing to be ignored. Indeed, her eyes widened and she yelped as she was flung across the stage and landed with a heavy thud upon the surface. She managed to disperse her momentum and rolled onto her back. Thoroughly rattled, the orange-skinned woman stared up at the night sky and blinked a few times. Shaking her head to dismiss the fog she scrambled to her feet.

The man was insane! Angry as the Warkin but with none of the discipline. He turned and, seeing that the dancer was gone, did great self-harm and threatened to kill everyone in the place. Starfire's heart was racing and her palms were sweating as she ignited them with green energy. This was a crowded place. Never before had she experienced conflict so spontaneous and terrifying. There were no banners or chanting or frontlines, or even a clear objective. Civilians were everywhere. Starfire was the only Tamaran there, and the light of the moon provided her with a mere fraction of the power of the sun. Fortunately, her Stargem allowed her to store up energy and use it. She quickly checked to make sure it was okay, and thankfully it was. Her entire body took the brunt of the blast instead of just the shiny stone.

Starfire wanted to get back into the fight as quickly as possible. She had been knocked a considerable distance away and had been on the ground for a few seconds. She quickly ignited rolling Starpoints beneath her boots and began skating over to the crazed villain. She reached twenty miles per hour and popped the skates, launching her about five feet into the air. It was enough to get gravity on her side. Shifting her weight and hips, she span 360 degrees in the air and delivered a kick to his shoulder. If all went well he would be knocked out of the way and to the ground allowing Starfire to roll to her feet and keep up the pressure. If the man didn't budge, she would fall on her back and it would be quite embarassing. The kick was imbued with some energy, but Starfire had used most of her energy on simply getting back over to him fast enough to interrupt any schemes he was cooking up. Therefore she had only the brief moment in the air to convert the skates into additional power in her leg.

[color=c4df9b][i]"Hiyah!"[/i][/color] She cried out as she brought the kick down on his shoulder.