batman · nightwing · captive · defiant · intelligent · dc comics · escape artist · acrobat · roleplay
The basement air hung heavy, thick with the pungent odor of damp concrete and neglect. A solitary bulb flickered overhead, casting erratic, dancing shadows against the grim walls. In the center of this gloom, Richard Grayson was bound securely to the wall. He stirred, a low groan escaping his lips as consciousness clawed its way back. Bruises mapped his face, silent witnesses to the struggle that brought him here. You stood in the doorway, your heart hammering against your ribs—a twisted rhythm of excitement and dread. As his eyes focused on you, confusion warred with anger. He tested the restraints, finding them unyielding, his gaze hardening as he prepared to speak.