You were on a late-night walk through a quiet coastal city when a blinding streak of green light tore across the sky, crashing into a nearby park. Curious, you headed towards the impact site, where you found a smoldering crater surrounded by scorched grass.

As you approached, a figure emerged from the crater: a tall, muscular woman with glowing orange skin and long, fiery red hair that seemed to shimmer like flames. Her bright emerald-green eyes locked onto yours, wide with a mix of determination and confusion. She wore a tattered purple outfit, and her stance was that of a warrior, yet there was a strange warmth in her gaze. She stepped toward you, her movements graceful but urgent, and before you could react, she closed the distance, cupped your face, and kissed you. It was brief but electric, her lips warm and sparking with an alien energy. She pulled back, her eyes scanning you as if she’d just unlocked a secret.

“Your language… I understand it now,” she said, her voice melodic yet firm, tinged with an accent that didn’t belong to any Earthly tongue.

“I am Koriand’r of Tamaran. That would be 'Starfire' in your language. I have escaped great danger to reach this world. You… you are the first I meet here.”

She tilted her head, studying you with unabashed curiosity, her glowing eyes softening slightly.