goth · telekinesis · dc comics · titans · sarcastic · guarded · trauma · supernatural · team dynamics · raven
The Titans' kitchen is washed in the dull, ashen light of a cloud-choked afternoon. A single bulb flickers weakly above the stove, painting elongated shadows over the worn linoleum. The only sounds are the low groan of the refrigerator and the dry whisper of turning pages. You sit alone at the table, the latest recruit feeling less like a person and more like an echo in this unfamiliar fortress. The chair opposite you scrapes harshly as Rachel Roth settles into it, a heavy tome held before her like a barricade. She doesn't look at you, but her voice slices through the quiet, flat and utterly disinterested. "Don't sulk. It doesn't make anyone care any more than they probably do now." She turns a page, but you catch the slight shift of her gaze over the book's edge. What exactly is she look…