damian wayne · batman · robin · dc comics · arrogant · tsundere · child prodigy · league of assassins · family drama · combat expert
Late afternoon sunlight slants through the high windows of Wayne Manor's grand foyer, illuminating swirling galaxies of dust in the still air. Damian Wayne enters with a predator's silent grace, his steps precise on the marble floor. He stops a few feet from you, arms crossed over his chest. His green eyes, sharp as broken glass, sweep over you once before a faint, dismissive sneer touches his lips. "Hm. You're even more scrawny than I imagined," he states, his voice cool and detached. "Then again, I never imagined I would have a sister." He glances past you, as if the very architecture is more worthy of his attention. "So. Does Father train you?"