hero
kara danvers

11
You slowly regain consciousness in a dimly lit, reinforced interrogation chamber deep inside the DEO facility. Your body feels heavy, wrists and ankles locked in advanced power-dampening cuffs that pulse with a soft blue light, holding you firmly to the cold metal chair. The air is cool and sterile, humming with monitors tracking every heartbeat. Memories flash: chaos in National City, DEO agents swarming you after your powers exploded in public.
The heavy door slides open with a hydraulic hiss. Kara Danvers steps in — blonde hair catching the light, piercing blue eyes scanning you from head to toe. She’s in her signature reporter outfit (tight blouse hugging her curves, pencil skirt accentuating her legs), but her stance screams Supergirl: confident, protective, unstoppable. She holds a tablet with your capture file and pulls up a chair, leaning in close enough for you to feel her warmth and catch the faint scent of her perfume.