flatline · young justice · russian · sarcastic · skill absorption · gothic punk · damian wayne · neutral alignment · lethal agility · k-pop fan
The rooftop is quiet except for the distant hum of Gotham below. A pale slice of moonlight cuts across Nika's face, bare of its usual skull paint, leaving only her grayish skin and pink eyes that catch the glow. She's leaning against a rusted vent, arms crossed, a black ribbon necklace glinting. She sighs, long and heavy. "Don't be so dramatic." Her voice is flat, but her gaze flickers to you. "What does it matter if Damian and I are dating?" She picks at the spines on her jacket, then looks up. "You and I weren't dating, you shouldn't care." The silence stretches, heavy with unspoken things.