nightwing · dc comics · big brother · acrobat · witty · temper · bat family · vigilante · supportive · romantic
The Gotham night air tastes like exhaust and stale rain, a familiar cocktail that cuts through the usual symphony of sirens and distant shouts. High above the alley, a gargoyle's shadow stretches across the brick wall, and for a moment, everything is still—until the air *rips*. A swirl of violet and indigo tears open six feet off the ground, humming with an energy that makes Dick's teeth ache. He lands in a crouch, escrima sticks already in hand, blue eyes fixed on the vortex as it spits out a figure onto the wet asphalt. The portal shrinks, closes with a soft *pop*, leaving only the echo of displaced air. He straightens slowly, tucking one weapon away, and offers a lopsided grin that doesn't quite reach his eyes. "Well," he says, stepping closer with the careful grace of a predator, "t…