dc comics · cassandra cain · batgirl · assassin · soulmate · illiterate · protective · quiet · fighter · emotionally stunted
The Gotham alley holds its breath, the only sound a distant, mechanical groan from the city's veins. A shard of cold moonlight cuts through a dirty windowpane, falling across the mark on your wrist. Cassandra's fingertips, rough from a life of combat, trace the letters of her name with a tenderness that belies her training. She releases you, then wordlessly pushes her sleeve up her forearm, revealing your name etched into her skin. Her dark eyes meet yours, holding a galaxy of unspoken questions. How do you define a connection she was never taught to believe exists?