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_Worse. Things definitely just became infinitely worse_ Cassandra Cain was the only person here Damian had any experience being around before just a year ago. For more complicated reasons she was also occasionally the only person here who seemed to dislike him as passionately as Drake did if not as openly. She might try to hide it behind polite tolerance but the way she instantly went from excited to flat disappointment hardly took a lifetime of reading body language or training under the world's greatest detective to figure out. It made sense at least, unlike Drake's petty, insecurity-driven hatred. As Damian understood it Cassandra was created to serve the Al Ghuls, forged from birth to be the perfect weapon and eventually lead the League of Assassins to glory as the faithful protector of the Demon's Head. She had rebelled against that destiny and escaped, eventually met his father, trained under him, even been adopted by him. But the League kept trying to pull her back into her preordained role and for a time it had apparently succeeded. What he had known was that next to The Batman, The One Who is All had featured prominently in the stories and rumors he had been told throughout his childhood. He was still being raised by the League of Assassins when Cassandra was made head of it with his grandfather's blessing, confident as he was that with The One Who Is All finally in her rightful place the League of Assassins and the Al Ghuls' organization as a whole would become still more formidable in their quest to cleanse and save the world. As the head of the League she proved more capable than any of his other instructors. She had been ruthless, skilled, powerful and brutally aware of both her superiority in combat and her place as a leader. In short at the time she had been everything that Damian had come to expect a proper Child of the Bat would be. He was heir apparent to the League of Assassins and the righteous legacy of Ra's Al Ghul, she was supposedly the most powerful warrior The League had ever produced. If anyone here should have been able to truly feel like kin to him then _surely_- But it had all occurred under the effects of some sort of mind-control serum. What's more Damian was unsure whether or not she remembered her time with the League at all, much less that they had ever known each other. The _real_ Cassandra Cain was probably a stranger to Damian, a virtual pacifist allegedly terrified of killing if such a thing were possible. Completely unjust as it was he understood her hatred. He of all people despised the idea of being made anyone's servant. But knowing that hardly made it feel any less painful or unfair. He was broken out of his teeth-gritting levels of frustration by her question and barely managed to snap off "At the end. There." and point in the general direction of the room he had just rushed out of without losing his temper. He wasn't sure which would be more infuriating, to re-enter the company of people he'd generally like better full of stab-wounds or continue to stand here enduring the disapproving presence of his twisted so-called 'sister'. In the end he chose to stand right outside the door and let her walk into the room ahead to speak with the others by herself. If he wanted to make it through the night with his sanity intact then this was not the time or place to consider such lesser things as social interaction. Though he had to admit the fact that Drake went to greet her first was somehow still more infuriating.

[You know at some point when Damian gets finished screaming "YOU'RE NOT MY REAL MOM!" at Selina, they're totally gonna wind up bonding over their love of cats](http://kitty-kat-18.deviantart.com/art/Cat-Boy-216064173)

 Could totally see this happening.

I thought he meant like the same as twiddling your thumbs where it's moving your two big toes around each other in circles, or twiddling your fingers around your toes? Then again, I'm kinda that sort of dumb. Also no I personally haven't. Downsides of physical disability.

yay! Also twiddling your toes? That's impressive.

It's kind of why I'm trying to play him with a more...maybe I'll call it "humanly tolerable" level of arrogance? Mainly because I'm not sure how productive it would be to play him as totally flat and made of dicks as some of the comics writers make him. Although if people prefer I can always upgrade him to full on "totally delusional egomaniac spoiled brat". That could be fun in its' own way although it might get stale to continuously write "arrogant Damian is arrogant" "gets ass-kicked" "continues being arrogant". Also, does nobody else find it weird that the kid who previously lived in the mountains with ninjas and a 400+-year-old zombie terrorist old enough to have swashbuckled with actual historical/folkloric inspirations for Zorro is complaining about movies being in black and white? I mean, _maybe_ they had videogames and modern hollywood movies and all sorts of stuff considering how rich Ra's Al-Ghul is, but whenever you see him it tends to be in bizarre old temples or mountainous hideaways and at the very least it seems funny. Especially since they mention lack of CGI effects and sword-duels like they know his taste in movies pretty well. Also this made me think of actual League of Assassins Ninjas sitting around playing Mortal Kombat. Dunno why that's so amusing.

>  > Pfthahahaha! Actually yeah, with the exception of the sexual undertones, that's basically how their only real in-canon meeting went as far as I can remember. "I've heard of you and almost literally everyone my entire life has basically talked about how awesome you are, but I'm clearly the most awesomest ever so you suck!" Then she saves him from an exploding building and his response is basically to get embarrassed and start yelling "The hell did you do that for, I could totally have saved myself from that explosion that nearly knocked me unconscious you totally ruined everything and I hate you!" but then it ends her basically going "Look, if you don't want to die just shut up and start trusting me" and he learns a lesson about not being such an arrogant little pooplord and does. But then they don't interact for the rest of it and he dies before they meet on-panel again so really who even knows XD Also she asks everyone else why they haven't just killed him already, and the answer basically gets summed up as "We've all considered it, but it would be reeeaaally awkward to explain it to Batman"

>  Also not sure, but doesn't this end with Damian ruining it by saying she doesn't seem to live up to the hype and isn't that impressive in person? Also in answer to "Why is your forehead so huge" I'm pretty sure there was legitimately a thing where artists would try and draw Damian as ugly/non-adorable as possible.

Do the Question! Montoya is awesome! or Katana or Huntress.

and that's that posted. What _do_ you say to someone who's technically your older sibling but who you only really knew through that one time you were both probably considered evil and ruling over an army of fanatical ninjas?