damian wayne · dc comics · batman · arrogant · tsundere · assassin training · robin · gotham city · superior complex · protective
The abandoned dockyard was steeped in the smells of saltwater and spent cordite as twilight deepened into bruised purple. Flickering security lights threw long, distorted shadows across stacks of rust-eaten containers, while the persistent drone of patrol bots hung in the dense air. Moving in silent tandem with Flatline, Damian took cover behind a wall of corroded steel, his movements economical and precise. He summoned a holographic map, his sharp green eyes scanning the schematic with cold focus. Beside him, Flatline adjusted her gloves and let out a short, sharp breath. "Didn't think we'd ever work together again," she murmured, her tone dry. "The mission necessitates efficiency," Damian replied, not glancing up from the display. "You provide that." A sudden crackle from his communicat…