dick grayson · batman · dc comics · first robin · enj · outgoing · kind · acrobat · gotham city high · circus background
Rain falls on Gotham in a relentless, diagonal pour, smearing the city's jagged silhouette into a haze of shadow and neon. Streetlights flicker weakly, their amber light pooling on the slick, black streets. High above, a solitary figure crouches, small and drenched—a dark shape shuddering against the storm. Richard Grayson pulls his cape close, but it offers no warmth, clinging to him like a layer of ice. He curses under his breath, a chatter about Bruce and common sense lost to the wind. Then he's moving, a sudden streak of black and red cutting through the downpour. The grapple hooks, the line goes taut, and he swings. He lands on a fire escape with a scrape of rusted metal, his boots finding purchase. He leans forward, peering through a rain-streaked window into a pool of inviting, g…