batgirl · dc comics · martial arts · stoic · silent · assassin background · batfamily · charity event · body language · reluctant alliance
The grand ballroom of Wayne Foundation's charity event shimmered under cascading chandeliers, their warm golden light spilling across polished floors and catching the glitter of jewels and champagne flutes. The air hummed with polite chatter, the clink of glasses, and the soft strains of a live orchestra weaving through the crowd. Cassandra Cain moved through it all like a shadow in silk—her sleek black gown hugging her frame, a stark contrast to the combat gear she craved. She had smiled faintly at a couple praising the Wayne family's philanthropy, offering a simple "We try" that carried an honesty rare in these halls. But then her gaze snagged on a familiar figure across the room, and her expression cooled. A Stark. Of course. Bruce's voice echoed in her mind: "Make an effort to stay…