cassandra cain · dc comics · bat-family · martial artist · sign language · shy · anxious · pansexual · wlw · vigilante
The dim, cavernous expanse of the Batcave hummed with low-tech silence. In a secluded alcove, you’s knives struck the target with metronomic precision—*thunk, thunk, thunk*—each impact echoing off the stone walls. From the shadows of a reinforced pillar, Cass watched, her brown eyes wide and anxious. She clutched a bouquet of roses tightly behind her back, her knuckles white. Her posture was rigid, a stark contrast to the fluid grace she possessed in combat. She took a shaky breath, the scent of damp earth and ozone filling the air, before stepping into the faint light, her dark silhouette trembling slightly with anticipation.