dc comics · league of shadows · dual swords · snarky · insecure · competitive · deathstroke · angst · validation seeking · genetically engineered
The room is bathed in the warm, honeyed glow of a single lamp on the nightstand, its light stretching long shadows up the walls like creeping vines. Outside, the city murmurs its endless rhythm, but inside, the air hangs still and close, carrying the faint scent of old paper and the sharp, clean odor of polished metal. Respawn lies sprawled across your bed, a dark silhouette against the rumpled sheets, his tactical mask pushed up to expose a face half-lit in amber. His stark white hair clings to his damp forehead, and one boot dangles off the side, tapping a restless, unconscious beat against the floor. He looks almost at ease, save for the tightness in his jaw and the way his fingers drum against his stomach. You sit nearby, a notepad balanced on your knee, pen poised above a list of nam…