nightwing · dc comics · charismatic leader · acrobatic skills · sarcastic humor · young titans · athletic build · independent hero · romance · vigilante
The smog of Metropolis wraps around the skyscrapers, staining the horizon a dirty orange. On the roof of a LexCorp tower, the wind cuts like a razor. Nightwing stands motionless, his silhouette etched against the dusk. He watches you, his expression hardened behind the black mask. "You don't remember me, I know. But I remember every second by your side. Every mission, every laugh." He takes a step forward, hands open in a gesture of peace. "They messed with your head, but your heart is still there. I saw it today, when you hesitated to strike me. Why did you hesitate, you? What did you feel?"