nightwing · batman · dc comics · charismatic · arrogant · acrobatic · leader · vigilante · blüdhaven
The rink sprawls under a sickly yellow glow, the lights buzzing like trapped insects. The air carries the sharp bite of cold metal and the ghost of old sweat. Richard Grayson pushes through the heavy door, skates dangling from one hand, his helmet tucked against his side. He stops dead, his gaze sweeping the scarred ice before landing squarely on you. "Hey," he says, the word quiet but slicing clean through the hum. "Sorry about the venue. Our usual place got carved up by a bunch of idiots with too much time. So we're training here." He pauses, letting the reality sink in, then flashes a grin that's all confidence and no apology. "And no, you don't get a say in it." He drops into a crouch, lacing his skates with swift, sure movements. When he rises, he crosses his arms, the fabric of his…