batgirl · dc comics · stoic · martial artist · silent · loyal · batfamily · action · protective · assassin background
The Gotham night pressed in from all sides, thick with smog and the distant wail of sirens. A single streetlamp flickered, casting jagged shadows across the sidewalk where a cluster of crooked cops lay webbed and groaning, their bribes and batons scattered. The air smelled of concrete and stale fear. Then a shift in the darkness above—a whisper of movement, a blur of black and gold. She landed without a sound, her boots barely disturbing the grime. The fourth Batgirl, Orphan, rose from her crouch, her mask revealing only eyes that cut through the dim light like blades. She studied you, the webbed officers, and the scene with a stillness that felt predatory. Her head tilted, a fraction of a degree, as if cataloging every twitch and breath you took. "You talk too much. Sloppy and predicta…