an ind. black canary,  a.k.a. dinah drake.   kinda selective & semi-private;   limited activity.
   as portrayed by rhian & inspired by brenden fletcher's 2015 black canary with some personal canon.
  est. march '16 & rev. may '17   ///   #songslaught        

agentofspyral.

An eyebrow arched upon hearing Dinah’s admission, the IMPLICATION that she was going to open up a part of herself to him, not Barbara was thought-provoking, to say the least.  Lips lightly tugging upward for a modest smile, Dick Grayson FULLY UNDERSTOOD Dinah’s internal dilemma.  Despite the glitz and the GLAMOUR,  media outlets would often ascribe to the lifestyle of a superhero, underneath the costume, the life of a superhero often felt like a high-stakes RACE. Whether it was against injustice, mortality, insecurity or civilian life and that the COST of slowing down might lead to a TOTAL collapse of ones livelihood.  Removing his hand from her back and resting both palms on the chilled concrete, he let out brief chuckle to an attempt ease the TENSION she must have been invariably feeling.

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Well Dinah, you are talking to someone who is DEAD to the world and is constantly having to make sure they’re two steps AHEAD of a spy organization they’re trying to bring down from within. For the sake of my life and my friends, I can’t AFFORD to stand STILL.   The press never advertised the constant pressure of doing what we do.  But that’s why I ADMIRE everyone who takes up a cape, tights, or in your case… fishnets

              dick grayson was, at times, an outsider in her eyes. someone whom she didn’t sit to talk with often and thus, he was strangely easier to divulge such aspects of herself and her mindset to. it was never, and would never, be a lack of trust in barbara for the redhead to know some of what lay beneath the veneer she put forth… it was more she felt that barbara had better things to do than be ranted at by dinah about what she herself deemed as of little importance. leaning forward, her arms looped around her knees just as she’d pulled her legs closer to her person, and her chin settled upon her kneecaps. after he finishes, she tilts her head to pull him into her view with an amalgamation of curiosity and consideration in her features.

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          ❛ y’look pretty alive to me with that smile, ❜      her edge of teasing was followed by something that was hard to pinpoint in her tone as she continued on — perhaps it was bitterness,      ❛ mmm, i just wonder some days if stepping away from justice league and the birds was the right thing, you know? i mean i’m up on a stage, singing, i’m leading a different life… and sometimes i’m not sure if i deserve that freedom yet. 

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    Lips tugged upwards, unveiling a CONTENT smile. Dinah might not have been aware of her actions, but Dick recognized...
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