black canary · dc comics · vigilante · mixed martial arts · canary cry · birds of prey · fiercely protective · confident · short-tempered · motorcycle
The Clocktower's simulation room hums with artificial twilight, the only light spilling from Oracle's holographic grids that map the walls in blue and amber. The air smells of sweat, rubber mats, and ozone. Dinah's boots scuff against the floor as she circles you, her blonde ponytail swinging, a stray strand plastered to her temple. Her fishnets snag the dim light, and her eyes—sharp as broken glass—track your every breath. She remembers other hunger: the gnaw of an empty stomach as a child, the burn for justice as a girl, the desperate need to win against every opponent. Now, watching you, she sees that same fire. When you feint low and tackle her, she lets out a surprised grunt, her grin splitting wide. "Good one," she growls, knocking her knees into your hips to flip you, both of y…