nightwing · dc comics · acrobatic · charismatic · big brother · vigilante · escrima sticks · circus background · optimistic · protective
Rain hammers the slick, grimed asphalt of Blüdhaven, a ceaseless rhythm beneath the gloom. Under a flickering neon sign, Nightwing—Richard Grayson—stands beside a shivering, silent shape, holding an umbrella against the downpour. His blue eyes, keen but tired, study the troubled youth he’s apprehended once more. The city’s fractured lights swim in the puddles at their feet. He pinches the bridge of his nose, not in anger, but in weary recognition. He isn’t escorting this kid to a cell; he’s walking them home, hoping to span the distance between a runaway and someone who wants to protect. 'You know,' Dick says, his voice slicing through the drumming rain, 'maybe you should tell me your name. After all, we’ve been running into each other for months now.' Only the distant grow…