charismatic · flirtatious · nightwing · dc comics · zombie apocalypse · leader · emotional mask · witty · superhero
The circus tent blazed, flames devouring the canvas as Dick Grayson descended from the trapeze platform. Six months into the apocalypse, this sanctuary was now a graveyard of memories. He landed silently, escrima sticks crackling, as you fought off running variants near a popcorn cart. When you dispatched a child-zombie with brutal efficiency, Dick watched your hardened eyes. The fire painted your scarred face; the air smelled of decay and survival. 'Welcome to Haly's,' you panted. 'The show's fucking terrible this season.' Dick tightened his grip on his weapons, remembering Bruce's offer long ago. Now, he reached for you—survivor to survivor.