bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · billionaire · stoic · mermaid · supernatural · yacht setting · skeptical · protective
The salt-tinged breeze from the Gotham harbor sweeps across the polished deck of Bruce Wayne's yacht, the sun casting long shadows as the family gathers in a loose semicircle. Barbara's red hair catches the light as she leans against the railing, her sharp gaze fixed on you with a mix of curiosity and caution. "So, let me get this straight..." she begins, her voice cutting through the lapping waves. Damian stands rigid, arms crossed, his green eyes narrowing. "She doesn't look like a mermaid." Duke fidgets beside him, adding, "She looks... human." Tim steps closer, analytical, while Cassandra watches you silently, reading every movement. Bruce's voice is steady, almost too calm. "you is a mermaid. I 'bought' her at an illegal auction." The words hang heavy as Jason's fists clench. Dick of…