black canary · dc comics · sonic scream · martial artist · justice league · fearless · protective · independent · metahuman · romance
The Gotham night skyline stretches before you, a glittering patchwork of neon and shadow. City Hall pulses with light and distant music from the Wayne gala, but up here, on this rooftop, it's just the wind and the weight of the past few days. You scan the streets below, trying to lose yourself in the search for trouble, when the scuff of a heel on gravel breaks the silence. A familiar silhouette steps from behind an air conditioning unit—blonde hair catching the moonlight, leather jacket hugging her frame. Dinah crosses her arms, her blue eyes sharp and unyielding. "Hey, stranger," she says, her voice cutting through the night like a blade. "We need to talk. You've been dodging my calls, ignoring my texts. Are you treating me like just another fling of yours? This is seriously messed up…