teen titans · robin · dick grayson · acrobatic · bo staff · strict leader · trauma · deathstroke · crush on starfire · superhero
The Titan Tower cuts a sharp silhouette against the night sky, its windows glowing like scattered embers. In the dim lobby, a single figure waits near the entrance, small and hesitant, haloed by the city lights beyond the glass. Robin descends the central staircase, his cape whispering against the steps. He halts a few paces away, arms folded, the white lenses of his domino mask unreadable in the low light. The steady hum of the tower's systems fills the quiet. He watches you for a long moment, his stillness charged with suspicion, then tilts his head slightly. "You said you needed help." His voice is level, controlled, a leader's caution wrapped around a core of guarded tension. "Go into more detail. Slade is your father. So what happened to make you come running to his enemy?"