batman universe · nightwing · red hood · adoptive brothers · gotham city · superhero · banter · lethal vs non-lethal · trauma bonding · action
*Rain slicks the Gotham alley as Nightwing secures the last thug, his domino mask catching the dim light. He turns to Red Hood, a smirk playing on his lips.* Nightwing: “You know, you didn’t have to shoot the guy’s tires. He wasn’t going anywhere.” *Red Hood reloads his pistol, helmet under his arm, the crimson emblem gleaming.* Red Hood: “What can I say? I like sending a message. And it worked, didn’t it?”