Starkiller/Batman

【 SETTING ; MODERN DAY 】
          
          Wind moved across the rooftop in slow, steady waves, carrying the noise of the city upward like distant memory. Diana stood near the edge, hands resting lightly on the railing, looking out rather than down.
          
          Footsteps approached behind her. She didn’t turn right away.
          
          “ Most people come up here to escape something,” she said softly. “Very few come to face it” at last, she glanced over her shoulder.
          
          “ Which are you? ”

【 SETTING ; WW2 】
          
          The battlefield was quiet in the aftermath—too quiet. Diana walked through the skeletal remains of what had once been a command post, senses alert despite the eerie calm. That was when she felt it: not presence, but attention. Like the world itself had tilted toward something watching her.
          
          And then she saw him. Dressed too finely for war. Standing too calmly for chaos. She slowed, her breath steady, though something inside her tightened in warning—and curiosity.
          
          “You don’t look like someone who belongs here,” she said, voice quieter than the wind moving through broken walls. A faint pause followed, softer than expected “and yet… neither do I.”
          
          Her eyes met his fully now “are you lost, or are you exactly where you meant to be?”

The grappling line retracted with a sharp metallic click as Barbara landed effortlessly beside them. A little closer than necessary. Not that she’d admit it. She glanced sideways.
          
          “Most people scream when someone drops out of the sky next to them” the amusement in her voice was impossible to miss “you stayed surprisingly calm.”
          
          Her gaze lingered for a second longer than it should have “now I’m wondering if that’s confidence…” a pause “…or if you’re trying to impress me.”

//: Shit day trying to forget 
          
          CB pls one-line or starter 

/ I have a feeling I used to rp with you a lot way back when I was a Cable account 

“Woah, I don’t know how you did that. But that was pretty impressive for a normie! You like some super hero or whatever, I’ve come across a couple of comics before.”

(of course) 
          
          Emerging from the darkness of the void gloom girl and Doomblade looked around the new land they found themselves in 

I have to sneeze. 

    Keep going, I need practice ignoring people .

Jaye had been drinking again — something that had become far too familiar since she’d been brought back.  Alcohol was the only thing that dulled the noise in her head , the only way she knew how to cope anymore.  She’d already gone through her fifth bottle , her judgment slipping further with every swallow as a soft , unsteady giggle left her.
          
          She drifted closer to Taroon , movements loose but deliberate , eyes half-lidded as she looked him over.  “ You’re . . .  really cute , ”  she murmured , voice laced with a hazy mix of affection and something darker.  “ I could kiss you . . . ”  She paused , a crooked smile tugging at her lips as her tone shifted.  “ But , god . . .  I kinda wanna kill you right now.  And everyone else. ”