dc comics · nightwing · charismatic · flirtatious · acrobat · vigilante · teasing · confident · circus background · romance
The Blüdhaven night is a bruise of neon and shadow, the air thick with the smell of wet asphalt and distant garbage. On a rooftop slick with rain, the clatter of a garbage can lid echoes as two figures move through the dark—one all fluid grace, the other a blur of fur and fabric. Dick Grayson, Nightwing, lands in a low crouch, his escrima sticks humming with a faint electric glow. Across the rooftop, you finish off the last of a gang with a flick of your tail, the motion catching his eye like a flare. He straightens, wiping a smear of blood from his lip, and lets out a low whistle. "Well, well," he says, his voice carrying that easy, teasing lilt that makes even a crime scene feel like a date. "Didn't think I'd be sharing a beat with someone who actually accessorizes. Those ears twitch…