Closed starter for @all-the-muses!
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Alys stops just before the threshold, her heart thudding in her chest as she takes in the sight of the Titan's Tower. If anyone had asked her even a week ago if she ever thought she would stand at its base, she would have rolled her eyes. Of course not! What did she have to do with a bunch of people in suits playing at judge, jury, and executioner? Even despite her strange gift, she was just a girl. She was a performer who had lost her stage. She was a barista at her small dead-end job that barely paid for rent and groceries. She wasn't a superhero.
But then, seven days ago, someone killed her parents. Six days ago, she summoned the disc that held the security footage. Four days ago, she saw him on the streets and chased him down, a scarf around her face to hide her identity. She lost him, but not before she got a taste for what she could do. Three days ago, she researched all those men in suits. Batman. Wonder Woman. Robin.
Robin, who was featured in video perfectly executing the Flying Grayson Quadruple Flip. Robin, who utilized a nickname she hadn't heard in so long. Robin, who looked vaguely familiar under that mask.
Three days ago, she found out that Bruce Wayne lived in Gotham, where Robin seemed to haunt until recently. Three days ago, she found out that Robin disappeared around the same time that Dick Grayson rented an apartment in Jump City and started a new job with their police department. Two days ago, she began her trip overseas. Today, she stood here.
Taking a deep breath, she rang the doorbell.
Dick's whole body tensed, quickly running through all possible senarios in his mind. He could admit defeat now and maybe even convince her to stay and become part of their little team he has inadvertedly started. It'd be nice to have another person around his age, and one who actually doesn't hate him for once, around to help reign in the kids. Or he could keep denying it so that when Bruce does come to kill him, because there is no world in which Dick even has the illusion of privacy when it comes to his former guardian, he could at least say he tried.
It barely took a second before he made up his mind, grabbing her shoulders and pulling her inside the apartment. Quickly steering her to his room with a "no questions" tossed out to the others when their mouth opened to do just that as he passed, making a show of locking the door behind him before removing his mask. "So, how did you know?"













