trans_9 | Just a cheerer, not a doctor [Open, bendytimed to just after darksoul fight]

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Just a cheerer, not a doctor [Open, bendytimed to just after darksoul fight]

Starfire had to consider herself fairly lucky. Yes, they had damaged parts of the City, and she would have to find Beast Boy as soon as she was cleared to leave and comfort him, but it was over and no one had died. Her dear friend would be all right.

Even she would be all right soon. The burns on her arms and legs were somewhat extensive, but with some care they had healed nicely, protected by wrappings. The other change was in her hair, now sporting an uneven cut and coming to just below her shoulder blades due to burn damage.

Ordered to stay in bed, she satisfied herself by rebelliously floating up under the blankets, seeing how far she could go before being told to touch back down. It didn't hurt too much anymore, luckily. The pain was more of a phantom than a physical reality by this point.

"When will I be allowed to leave?" Starfire was impatient. Her body was healed enough, so she felt the calling to begin the emotional healing.

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He pointed at her bandaged arms and legs, "From what I've seen they're usually the first line of an attack so I suppose they kill and raise the injured for that."

He dropped his gaze back down to look at her, an unconcerned smile touching his lips. "And I've never seen anything but demons, flowers, undead and fruit with such a crisp orange color."

Does being compared to a fruit and a demon in the same sentence make it a compliment or an insult?

"I was injured in an attempt to rescue a friend," Starfire clarified. "He was possessed by a dark spirit and I had to stop him."

She considered the comparison for the moment. "I am not any of those things," she said with a laugh, not seeming to mind. "I am merely what I am, as you are."

"Oh. That's nice of you. The attempt was successful, right? You seem too cheerful to be a failure," he said, his voice devoid of any malice.

"I'm Nokosi." He looked momentarily distracted by the frame of the bed and ran his hands over it a number of times.

"Who are you? And how did you almost become undead?" he asked both questions in quick succession as if they were pertaining to the same subject.

Starfire nodded, obviously relieved. "Beastboy is safe."

She began introductions a few moments later. "I am Starfire, and...it has been a possibility, both here and on my world to become undead. My friend's father was a demon, and he had tremendous power. Here, we have faced viruses with similar effects."

"..Starfire..." he said slowly, seemingly testing the name on his lips. "I like that. I'm jealous of your name, but I don't think I would have ever made a 'good' 'Starfire'."

At the mention of demons he cocked his head at her, eyebrows raised in curiousity. "Demons are okay where you're from? I've only seen and heard mainly terrible things but like most people," he simply shrugged, "I think you just have to take it on a case-by-case basis."

Starfire giggled lightly, twisting her hands in the sheet. "Nokosi is a fine name as well."

She became more serious at the mention of demons. "He was not 'okay'. He attempted to use Raven to bring about the end of the world, but she was victorious."

Thankfully. That had been their worst fight yet---before the Ohm, anyway.

"Raven," he said simply. "That's a fun name, too. Your people sound good at name-giving."

He was sitting cross-legged on the floor near the bed, now. His arms were draped over his legs and his pale face was upturned in her general direction.

"If you fight demons and evil spirits, you're one of the good guys, right? Defender of justice? Smiting your foes? Holy vengeance?" His ears bounced as he rambled on, causing all the baubles and trinkets there to chime.

"Our vengeance is not holy but we believe in justice," she said, perking up. "We were the Teen Titans, protecting our city from villains who sought to hurt the people."

It sounded more black and white than it actually was, but she pressed onward. "I am now a member of the Outsiders, an organization with a similar goal. We wish to protect everyone."

"Oh! A team effort? That sounds like it would be full of adventures! I never was on any myself, though a lot of it was faction based." His eyes wandered on different things in the room for a few moments before finally settling back to her form.

"Zetta told me about your group. He said it was a 'group for justice-concerned, good-deed loving teenagers who want to be heroes'." He shrugged, but had a smile from ear to piercing-laden ear. "I told him it wasn't really my type of thing, but I have a friend who loves doing that type of thing. She'd probably be interested," he said, nodding assuredly.

Starfire joined him in looking around the room for a few moments, wondering about the mysterious objects it held.

"That is an accurate description of us," she agreed. "Who is your friend? It would be wonderful to meet her."

"Her name is Ronnae. She's somehow even shorter than I am, especially for an Orc. She's always using..." he made circles with his fingers and raised them to his face, "strange goggles. Lots of them. And flying machines, and a 'pet' bomb."

He dropped one hand back to his lap, the other still pressed against his face as if he were looking in a telescope. "She's usually holed up in the Engineering labs since she discovered it."

"Ronnae..." Starfire tried the name, liking it. It sounded very cute. "Her pet is a bomb? Is that not dangerous?"

Way to startle her already!

She laughed. "I am not an engineer, but I admire their work. What do you do?"

"Me? Well I'm a Hunter. I have a whole lot of 'pets' where I was from. Well, they're more like my friends than actual pets." He grinned happily at the mention of his companions. "I guess I'd be what humans refer to as an 'outdoorsman', considering how long I lived in the woods."

"Oh, and I'm also really good at alchemy, too. I can make a potion for anything! Well...a lot of things. I can even even make a potion that makes you look like someone else," he said, rather proudly. "It can...get you in trouble, though."

No...of course that wasn't experience speaking. Mostly.

"But that is wonderful!" Starfire exclaimed. "So many magnificent creatures exist, and to be near them is a joy."

Someone had watched too many nature documentaries.

Ah, but she thought she understood his meaning. "You use that potion often?"

"I'll be glad when I have all the preparations made to go adventuring. I wonder if there's any animals in the city?" His eyes were fixated on the bed frame and he begin rubbing it with a thumb, leaning an ear close to hear the sound produced. "Hopefully if there are they won't eat me and I can convince them of the value in being comrades!"

His lips curved slightly into a frown. That didn't sound like he would have enjoyed at all. He paid it no mind, however and straightened up again.

"Not really, no. Despite how much fun it can be." And surely it was fun running around as a brawny slayer of dragons or a pretty, pretty princess, was it not?

"It was more that I spent some time testing it in the place where Fontaine and I do all our people-watching. Stormwind's Cathedral district! It turns out that most people, especially the uh..." His long eyebrows drew together and wobbled slightly as he tried to remember the word.

"Cory?? Corgie? Clergy? Clergy! Yes, those. They don't like being 'impersonated'." There was a short laugh as if the notion was silly. "So I was questioned on 'suspicious behavior'."

"Our animals are in Hydroponics," Starfire explained. "It is a beautiful natural area that they enjoy very much."

Yes, she had been there once. She longed to go again, but there was just never time!

"I can imagine it!" Starfire giggled, picturing a line of people with just one identical-looking person who didn't belong. "What suspicious behavior did they believe you were planning to do?"

Hydroponics. He had been there more than a few times; it was the closest thing to his 'home', previously. You know, minus all the strange and silly creatures that inhabited the place.

"I can't really tame them to be my companions, but I'm sure they're great conversationalists. As for that behavior well..." His voice trailed off but he laughed.

"They thought I was going to impersonate one of the clergy, assassinate someone and try to frame them for it. I told them that was silly; why would I want to kill some random person, anyways? Hunters don't kill in the cities, they do it in the silence of the wilds." He pursed his lips and rubbed the violet stubble on his chin, "Come to think of it, that last part didn't go over too well, for whatever reason."

"Do you hold conversations with them?"

That was a power she had seen before, and...well, it was in her nature to take most statements literally.

Starfire listened to the story about the clergy, a faint frown on her face. They were holy men, from what she knew of them. "Were they opposed to any taking of life at all?"

"I do! Well...not some of them in there. I can only really speak with the ones from Azeroth. But maybe if I learn more about them and where they come from, I'll eventually be able to understand them, too. Hopefully," he added.

"Innocent life," he stated. "They're opposed to taking innocent life. With the state Azeroth is in it's impossible to live on without any deaths. A lot of them are pointless, though, stemming from years and years of hatred."

Hatred was a common fuel for anything he had witnessed. It briefly made him wonder if Azeroth would have lasted a few more years anyways, if the Ohm hadn't destroyed it.

Starfire nodded. "I would be honored to understand them as well."

She understood the priests' view there, and it upset her. Pointless deaths from hatred----it was her worst enemy!

"A world torn by hatred. How familiar."

"Is your world like that, too?" he questioned. "There are so many different races on Azeroth that those with common goals form groups that war with the opposing forces. And then there are some races who just want to destroy everything. Or just seem to dislike everyone, like my people," he added casually.

"It exists throughout the universe," Starfire started to say. "My people, the Tamaraneans, are hated by other races for our savage past. We are little more than grunts, though on Earth we are frightening. I am allowed to exist as a hero."

She hugged herself. "I have looked all around for a solution to this problem, but one has not been found."

"If people thought of others on a person-by-person basis maybe we would understand one another a bit better. It's much easier to see one person as the race they represent, though."

He drew his legs up to his chest and draped his arms over them. "No one seems to ever be able to forget the past unless it was they who were at fault."

"This is true," Starfire agreed to both statements. If only it could be different...

"But all hope is not lost. We are here, among people who respect us more easily than most."

"If I had hope for my home back then, this whole thing is easy to accept." It was only the destruction of his world and hundreds if not thousands of other worlds like his, after all.

"Though I suppose it's been hard for me to relate to other people on the whole matter. Apparently I keep making people upset when that's mentioned." He said, shrugging as if it couldn't possibly have been something he'd said.

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