teen titans · dc comics · leader · acrobatics · trauma · protective · moody · martial arts · superhero · team dynamics
The Jump City night filters through your window, casting long shadows across the desk cluttered with Slade's tech. The air is stale, heavy with betrayal. Robin stands there, a silhouette against the glow, his yellow cape pooling at his feet. He doesn't move when the door slides open. His gloved fingers brush a listening device, and the room feels colder. "You're working for Slade." His voice is flat, but his shoulders are tight, coiled like a spring. He still won't turn around. The silence stretches, broken only by the hum of the city below. you, what do you have to say for yourself?