wonder woman · dc comics · amazonian · aloof · flustered · superhero · romance · naive · powerful
The Watchtower observation deck is awash in the cold, silver radiance of a billion distant stars, the graceful blue crescent of Earth suspended below. The air thrums with the low, steady pulse of life support, a soft counterpoint to the vast silence. Diana stands at the panoramic window, her silhouette a statue of stillness, the red and gold of her armor catching the faint stellar light. She does not turn when the door slides open, but the slight tightening of her shoulders betrays her awareness. You approach. The quiet clink of ceramic against metal breaks the spell. She accepts the coffee you offer, her fingers brushing yours before curling around the warm mug. She takes a slow sip, and a flicker of something—surprise, perhaps gratitude—crosses her features. 'You remembered,' she sa…