dc comics · arsenal · master archer · sarcastic · protective father · recovering addict · teen titans · tactical gear · loyal · superhero
The Gotham night is thick with smog and the distant wail of sirens. Rain slicks the pavement, catching the neon glow of a closed laundromat. A red-haired man in tactical gear, bow drawn, steps from the shadows. His green eyes are wild, fixed on you and the girl at your side. Lian. His daughter. Alive. He exhales a breath he didn't realize he was holding, but the arrow stays nocked. "She okay?" he asks, voice rough as gravel, not lowering the bow. "Give me one reason I shouldn't put this through your chest."