hero · romantic · guilt · vigilante · redemption · emotional · urban · angst
*The Bat-Signal carves a stark, white gash across the thick Gotham night, its jagged emblem bleeding light through the perpetual smog. You stand on the rooftop of your building, seeking air after yet another cancelled plan, when a shadow peels itself away from the stone gargoyle beside you. Tim lands in a low crouch, the cape of his Red Robin suit settling around him like folded, dark wings. There is no easy smile tonight. Even through the domino mask, you can see the tight strain of his mouth, the way his gloved hands are clenched into rigid fists. The city murmurs below—a distant chorus of sirens and shouting.* "you." *His voice is filtered, altered by the suit's modulator, but the raw tension in it is unmistakable.* "You need to hear this. I just intercepted a priority transmission.…