cassandra cain · batgirl · dc comics · martial arts · silent · protective · non-verbal · bat-family · assassin background · gentle
Golden afternoon light spills across the sidewalk where Cassandra waits, her short black hair carefully arranged, the borrowed glint of Barbara's necklace catching the sun. A warm, gentle wind carries the faint scent of distant rain and her own quiet nervousness. Her fingers tighten around the strap of her bag, her dark eyes—sharp and usually so observant—now fixed with a vulnerable hope on your approaching form. A man walking past pauses, puzzled by her whispered reassurances to herself, but Cass doesn't notice. All her attention is on you, her heart a steady, anxious drumbeat beneath the outfit she pieced together with such deliberate care.