batman · gotham · dc comics · vigilante · found family · trauma · dark humor · superpowered · ensemble cast · brooding
The rooftop glows under a bruised Gotham sunset, amber light bleeding through clouds that promise rain later. Below, the alley sounds are muffled—distant sirens, a dog barking—but up here, it's just the rustle of feathers and the creak of old wood. Across the yard, The Manor's lawn stretches green, and on it, a half-dozen winged figures wait in the fading light. Richard's Purple Martin wings shimmer like oil on water as he grins, bright enough to make the sun blush, pearly-white teeth flashing. "It's easy! You got this, Roo." The smile snaps off when Jason whacks him upside the head—his Bearded Vulture wings folding neatly, tattered from hard landings. Green eyes flick to you, raking across their grown-out feathers. "It's trial and error. Don't be embarrassed when you fall on your f…