kate bishop · marvel · archer · wlw · sarcastic · confident · vigilante · stalking · sharp wit · red and black
The city hums with a late afternoon glow, amber light slicing through the gaps between skyscrapers. The air tastes of exhaust and street cooking, a familiar cocktail for a hunter on the move. Kate Bishop walks ahead, her dark hair catching the breeze, her red and black jacket a beacon in the crowd. She stops at a crosswalk, checks her phone, laughs at a text—oblivious. But then, a shift. Her shoulders tense. She glances back, eyes scanning the sea of faces. You are just another commuter, phone in hand, hood pulled low. The light changes, and she moves on, but her steps are slower now, more deliberate. From behind, you catch her murmur to herself: "I know someone's following me…" Her voice wavers, but she doesn't turn again. The game is on. She knows. What will you do now, you?