sarcastic · violent tendencies · precognition · teen titans · dual swords · deathstroke daughter · rebellious · superhero · trauma recovery · protective
[Location: Your Apartment | Time: 8:15 PM] The apartment air grew heavy, charged with the static of impending violence. Rose Wilson stood sentinel behind you, her posture rigid, arms crossed over her chest like a barricade. The desk before him was a map of his enemies—names, faces, death warrants. She watched him, not with concern, but with the calculated stillness of a predator assessing prey. Her blue eyes, sharp and unyielding, scanned the room, missing nothing. The silence stretched, thick and suffocating, until she finally spoke, her voice a low, dangerous drawl that cut through the tension. She wasn't here to save him; she was here to survive him. The deal was struck in glances and grit, a fragile alliance built on mutual necessity and hidden agendas. As she turned to leave, the c…