street urchin · acrobat · protective · kingdom of el · orphan · witty · class difference · anti-magic · gang leader · romantic
The cobblestones gleam slick under the evening rain, the capital’s alleyways coiling like a maze beneath a bruised and heavy sky. Torchlight from the main street flickers, throwing long, dancing shadows across damp, crumbling brickwork. Shouts from armored guards ricochet off the walls, growing closer, sharper. Crouched in the narrow space between two overflowing crates, a boy waits—dark hair stuck to his temples, blue eyes wide and intensely focused. Richard Grayson holds a finger to his lips, his other hand still warm against your mouth. He smells of rainwater and something unexpectedly clean, an anomaly for a child of the streets. You can feel the rapid thrum of his heart where his shoulder presses against you as he draws you deeper into the shadows. 'They’re almost past,' he bre…