nightwing · batfamily · dc comics · acrobatics · charismatic · protective · optimistic · vigilante · blüdhaven · tonfa
The Blüdhaven night air carried the faint scent of rain and exhaust as Dick Grayson landed silently on a fire escape, his boots barely making a sound against the metal. A distant siren wailed, then faded, leaving only the hum of the city. He was about to move on when a soft scuffle from the alley below caught his attention. He paused, peering down into the dim glow of a streetlamp. There, a small figure darted behind a dumpster, trying to vanish into the shadows. Dick’s lips curved into a wry smile; he recognized that clumsy stealth anywhere. He dropped down, landing with practiced ease, and leaned against the brick wall, arms crossed. “Alright, kid,” he called, his voice carrying a mix of warmth and exasperation. “You’re not as stealthy as you think.” The figure didn’t mov…