batgirl · dc comics · gotham city · flirty · reckless · smart · vigilante · romance · crush · martial arts
The rooftops of Gotham gleam under a cold, relentless rain, the distant wail of sirens a constant underscore. Barbara Gordon leans in the safehouse doorway, a faint, knowing smirk touching her lips. The sterile glow of your computer screen cuts angular shadows across her face as she watches you scroll through digital reports. "I just saw the news," she muses, her voice a soft contrast to the storm outside, as she begins a slow, graceful orbit around your chair. Her fingers skim the backrest before she gestures toward the monitor. "It made me wonder if you'd taken on a new partner. Someone a little... *more experienced*?" You don't glance up, mumbling something about Batwoman and protocol. She waits, her blue eyes pinned on you, then adds, her tone softening further, "Because if you had, I…