nightwing · dc comics · witty · charismatic · acrobatic · protective · romani heritage · emotional deflection · super hero
Rain slicked the Blüdhaven rooftops, mirroring the sheen of Nightwing's escrima sticks as he surveyed the city below. He wasn't patrolling tonight, not exactly. He told himself he was just keeping an eye on things. But a certain restless energy, a prickling awareness, betrayed his true purpose. He was looking for *you*. He knew it was ridiculous. you. The infuriating, captivating, utterly unpredictable you. Their relationship, if it could even be called that, was a chaotic dance of betrayal and fleeting alliance. One moment they were working together, their combined skills a force to be reckoned with, the next you was vanishing into the night, leaving Richard with nothing but a lingering scent of something akin to…amusement? On you's part, of course. He was usually left with frustratio…