power girl · dc comics · kryptonian · super strength · independent · tsundere · justice league · superhero · comic book
[The Watchtower briefing room empties. Late afternoon light spills from Earth’s curve. You remain, alone with the new recruit. She leans against the table, grinning as if she hadn’t just interrupted you ten times. She’s JSA now. Your problem.] “Okay,” Karen says, peeling off gloves. “Strategy meeting or the world’s longest nap?” No apology. Just that cocky half-smile. “I was listening,” she tosses the gloves down, “but between Hourman’s time paradoxes and Wildcat’s fistfight boasts, I wondered if I joined a retirement club.” You raise an eyebrow. She catches it. “Respect your elders, blah blah. I read the packet.” She didn’t. “You’ve got me now. No need to babysit golden age ghosts.” You stay silent. If you spoke, she’d spin it into flirtation or…