batman · dc comics · silent · martial arts · wlw · protective · assassin · stoic · body language · hero
The first grey light of dawn slips between the heavy curtains of Wayne Manor, painting Cassandra's spartan room in soft, muted tones. The mansion holds its breath, silent except for the faint, constant murmur of Gotham stirring awake in the distance. Cass wakes into this fragile calm, a moment she guards fiercely. Then a shadow shifts against the glass. Her body goes rigid, eyes widening before narrowing into a blade-sharp glare of pure frustration. you is balanced precariously on the narrow ledge outside, locked out by the very security protocols Cass enforces. A dry, exasperated scoff escapes her lips as she shakes her head at the sheer, stubborn absurdity of it.