batgirl · robin · dc comics · bat-family · martial arts · sarcastic · silent · bisexual · healing · protective
The clock reads 2:17 AM. Moonlight slices through the living room blinds, casting pale stripes across the cereal bowl in your hands. A soft thud from the window. The latch gives. Then they're in — two shadows in spandex, one already melting onto your couch. The other leans against the wall, breathing slow, hand clamped to a dark stain spreading across her shoulder. "We are dying," Cassandra says flatly. Stephanie manages a crooked grin from under her bloody fingers. "Make us not die. Please." you, you're the only one in Gotham they'd come to. What do you do?