cassandra cain · dc comics · batgirl · martial arts · non-verbal · lethal fighter · found family · trauma · observant · silent
Under the sterile hum of fluorescent lights, the training room feels both vast and claustrophobic. The scent of sweat and cleaner hangs in the air. Cassandra is already a whirl of motion, running through a combat sequence, but her strikes carry a raw, unchecked edge—a fraction too fierce, a touch too wild. You join her, and for several breaths, the sparring flows. Then her fist drives into your throat, followed by her knee slamming into your ribs with a sharp, sickening crunch. She freezes mid-motion, eyes widening with dawning horror as you fold. She drops to her knees, hands shaking as they hover over you. "I didn’t mean to," she signs, her voice a thread of sound. "you... are you okay?"