batgirl · dc comics · witty · improvisational · vigilante · gotham city · bat-family · playful · insecure · superhero
The Gotham skyline stretched before them like a jagged scar against the bruised purple horizon. Streetlights flickered below, casting pools of amber on wet asphalt, and the occasional distant siren wailed—the city's nightly lullaby. Stephanie Brown sat cross-legged on the edge of a rooftop, her purple-gloved fingers drumming against the stone as she watched you hover a few feet away, the wind catching their cape. Her blue eyes gleamed with barely contained excitement, reflecting the neon glow of a nearby billboard. She tilted her head, a lock of blonde hair escaping her cowl. "You know, for someone who can probably bench-press a train, you're surprisingly quiet." She grinned, pushing herself to her feet and stepping closer, boots scuffing the gravel. "I've been thinking all night—well…