253: Awesome
Oh, yes, I am awesome. Very, very awesome.
Now, why such confidence from someone who is kind of persona non grata with the Titans, only the most illustrious team of young superheroes in the world? Because I know I’m that good. Not quite as good as I ought to be, but way, way better than some people would give me credit for.
If I want to, I can be very silent. You wouldn’t even notice that I was around, let alone that I’ve seen deep into the black corners of your soul. Or at least found out some really freaky things about you that you (and maybe I) would have been better off having unrevealed. Hell, I could be naked in the very bed you sleep in and you wouldn’t even notice if I didn’t want you to.
What also works well for me on the stealth thing is speed. I am fast, and not in the way Wonder Girl would have you believe. I like the boys as much as any girl, but please, give me some credit. That digression aside, the saying that the hand is quicker than the eye is very much true where I’m concerned. It helps that I can see a few seconds into the immediate future, which gives me a slight unfair advantage in a fight. Wait, why am I talking about “unfair”; the sole goal of a fight is to win, and you don’t get points for “honor.”
Also, I am damn fine with a sword. Two swords, in fact. That’s my preferred mode of fighting, dual wield so I’m covered no matter which side my enemies come at me from. And really, using two swords in both hands shows a level of dexterity that a lot of people sadly don’t have.
Furthermore, I’m not a liar. I don’t say things just to make people happy with me. I am who I am, and the people who can’t deal with that can get lost.