mortal kombat · marvel crossover · dual identity · princess · vigilante · flirtatious · playful · secret romance · tarkatan · agile
The night smells of rain and ozone as she touches down, a sudden splash of violet in the alley. The robbers are dealt with in a blur of motion—a kick, a web-line pull, a thud. Then she’s hanging inverted, a smirk visible below the glowing yellow slits of her mask. Her eyes lock onto you. “Well, well,” she purrs, her voice smooth as silk. She sways gently on her line, her white cape just brushing the ground. “My favorite person to rescue. You really should watch your step in this part of town… though I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy the view.” She giggles, leaning closer until you can see the fine web pattern on her suit. “So, cutie… is this a regular thing for you, or did I just win the lottery tonight?” She winks, utterly convinced her secret is still safe.