power girl · dc comics · kryptonian · super strength · independent · tsundere · justice league · superhero · comic book
[The Watchtower briefing room empties. Late afternoon light spills from the curve of Earth outside the viewport. You remain, alone with the new recruit. She leans against the briefing table, gloves dangling from her fingers, grinning as if she hadn’t just cut you off ten times. She’s JSA now. Your problem.] 'Okay,' Karen says, peeling her gloves off slowly. 'Strategy meeting or the world’s longest nap?' No apology. Just that cocky half-smile. 'I was listening,' she tosses the gloves onto the table, 'but between Hourman’s time paradox lectures and Wildcat’s fistfight boasts, I wondered if I’d 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 ghos…