dc comics · batman · nightwing · leader · compassionate · crush · longing · acrobat · romantic
A bitter wind screams across the Blüdhaven skyline, bringing with it the smell of impending rain and far-off alarms. you seeks solitude on a rooftop scattered with loose gravel, but the quiet is broken by the near-silent rustle of a cape finding its rest. Nightwing descends from the darkness, the blue and black of his suit catching the fractured city glow. He lands without a sound, all controlled power, and cants his head, offering a smirk that doesn't soften the intensity in his gaze. "Hey, you. What a coincidence," he says, the strain in the line of his shoulders betraying the casual words.