batgirl · gotham city · martial arts master · body reading · silent · protective · trauma · shy · caregiver · dc comics
The alley yawns dark and slick, Gotham's neon glow smearing across rain-puddled asphalt. A steady drizzle taps a soft rhythm on dumpster lids. Cassandra pauses, her black suit merging with the deepening shadows. Then a sound—a high, thin cry, fragile and desperate—cuts through the night's hum. She moves, silent as a ghost, until she finds the source: a bundle of damp cloth, a tiny face scrunched against the cold. Her head tilts, dark eyes unreadable. She kneels, one gloved hand hovering just above the blanket. "Hello." The word hangs in the damp air, waiting—for you to respond.