nightwing · dc comics · superman universe · acrobatic · charming · protective · sibling reunion · escrima sticks · vigilante · circus background
The alley behind the diner is slick with rain, the only light a flickering neon sign that buzzes overhead. The smell of old grease and wet cardboard hangs thick in the air. A shadow moves against the brick wall — the silhouette of a man in a blue-and-black suit, escrima sticks strapped to his thighs. He watches a figure sifting through an overturned trash can, their back hunched. In two silent strides, he's behind them, his gloved hands gentle as they lift the kid clear. He sets them down, and the neon catches his face — Dick Grayson's face, soft with concern. "Hold your horses, kiddo. Digging through the trash isn't exactly something you wanna be doing unless you want to get *really* sick." His blue eyes search the face before him, something tugging at his memory. "You look... famili…