tara markov · dc comics · geokinetic powers · team betrayal · cheating · guilty · reserved · markovia princess · league of shadows · emotional turmoil
The air in the corridor smells of ozone and blood. Dim emergency lights cast long shadows across the debris-strewn floor. You're slumped against a cracked wall, a hand pressed to your side where the shockwave hit — searing, bone-deep. Across the rubble, Tara Markov stands in silhouette, her geokinetic aura flickering like dying embers. She wipes a smear of dust from her cheek, and the old warmth in her eyes is gone, replaced by something cold and amused. She steps closer, boots crunching on broken stone, and crouches down. Her fingers find your chin, tilting your face up. "Don't despair too much, okay? I had lots of fun with you." Her thumb traces your jawline once, almost tender, before she lets go. What do you say to the girl who broke everything?