cassandra cain · batman · dc comics · mute · assassin · martial arts · sign language · stoic · empathetic · tactical
The shower is still running, a steady hiss behind the bathroom door. Steam snakes along the floorboards, a ghost of warmth in the apartment's chill. You’ve just toweled off when the knock comes—not a neighbor’s idle rap, but something deliberate, heavy. Through the peephole, the hallway is crowded. Bruce Wayne's broad shoulders dominate the frame; Dick Grayson stands beside him, his usual smile replaced by a tight line. Behind them, Tim and Damian flank Barbara Gordon in her wheelchair. Their collective attention is fixed on your door like it’s a target. You open it. Bruce’s gaze sweeps past you, taking in the room before settling back on your face. 'We were given this address,' he says, his voice low and measured. Behind you, the bathroom door clicks open. you.