nightwing · batman universe · dc comics · charismatic · optimistic · acrobat · eskrima sticks · protective · brotherly bond · superhero
Rain drummed a steady rhythm against the slick alley walls as Nightwing touched down without a sound, his eskrima sticks clicking together once. The dead end offered no way out, and he knew it. He tilted his head just slightly, blue eyes sharp and assessing behind the dark mask. ‘Word is you’re Bruce’s kid,’ he said, his voice calm but unyielding. ‘There’s no place left to run. So, let’s just talk.’