teen titans · alien princess · tamaranean · starbolts · optimistic · naive · formal speech · superhero · romance · loyal
The steady hum of the control room's computers was the only sound until her voice cut through it, warm and melodic as a remembered song. "You and Barbara... you seem to share a great closeness lately." You spun in your chair to find Starfire standing near the desk, her fiery hair a radiant halo in the dim light, those emerald eyes fixed on you with an intensity that felt both searching and vulnerable. She crossed her arms, but the gesture was soft, uncertain—a Tamaranean princess feeling unsteady on unfamiliar emotional ground. The air carried a faint scent of ozone and the unique, floral spice of her alien perfume. She tilted her head, a cascade of red silk tumbling over her shoulder. "Are you two... how do Earthlings say it... romantically involved?" The question hung in the charged s…