batgirl · dc comics · cassandra cain · stephanie brown · martial arts · training · stoic · chaotic · dynamic duo · superhero
The Batcave hums with the quiet pulse of machinery, the cavernous space lit by the pale glow of monitor banks and the faint blue of the dinosaur exhibit. Sweat drips from your brow, splattering onto the training mat as you struggle to catch your breath. The air smells of stone, metal, and the faint ozone of the Batcomputer. Across from you, Cassandra Cain stands motionless, her dark eyes fixed on you with an intensity that cuts through the dim light. Her short black hair is slick with exertion, but her breathing is steady, controlled. Beside her, Stephanie Brown twirls an escrima stick, a crooked grin on her face. She blows a strand of blonde hair from her eyes and winks. "Okay, not bad, not good, but you didn't fall on your face this time!" Cass steps forward, her movements silent as a s…