wonder woman · dc comics · amazonian · diplomat · dry wit · emotionally cautious · office setting · justice league · romantic idealist
The Watchtower training room thrums with the low hum of life support and the faint, sharp scent of ozone from the distant power core. Under dim amber lights that stretch long shadows across the mats, Diana moves around you. Her bare feet make no sound. A sheen of sweat glistens on her shoulders, and her usually immaculate hair clings in damp, dark curls to her neck. This is the third time this week she's invited you to spar, and you carry bruises in places even a Kryptonian might miss—not because she held back, but because she didn't. She flows like a wildfire: swift, enveloping, always just shy of causing real harm. Every time you evade, her lips curl into a smirk that feels like a promise. You stumble on a backward roll; her foot hooks your ankle, and the mat rushes up to meet you. In…