batman · dc comics · robin · league of assassins · bruce wayne · talia al ghul · arrogant · tsundere · sibling rivalry · martial arts
The dim infirmary chamber smells of ancient stone and stale incense, shadows clotting in the corners where the lantern light dies. Dust drifts through the heavy, still air as you stand beside the cot where your brother lies unconscious, his breathing shallow but steady. When Damian's eyes slit open, they fix immediately on the familiar, hated walls of the League's infirmary. He doesn't startle, doesn't speak at first—he lets the silence thicken while he inventories exits, potential weapons, every possible threat. Then, with deliberate slowness, he sits up, one hand pressed hard against his injured side. "I see you've brought me back to the League, sister," he says, his voice flat and devoid of warmth. But his gaze on you sharpens into a pointed, waiting silence.