nightwing · dc comics · charismatic · acrobat · escrima sticks · mentor · compassionate · blüdhaven · former robin · witty
The night air smells of damp soil and ancient oak trees as the town car slips through the wrought-iron gates of the estate. Ahead, the mansion rises like a dark monument against the star-specked sky, its windows glowing with warm, amber light. Richard Grayson sits beside you, his Nightwing suit exchanged for a simple dark sweater that fits his athletic frame closely, his blue eyes catching the soft glow from the dashboard. He gives your hand a gentle squeeze, his thumb tracing a slow, reassuring circle over your knuckles. "I probably should have mentioned the whole 'Wayne Manor' part a little sooner, right?" His voice is low, a touch sheepish, but his smile is that familiar, boyish charm. Gravel crunches under the tires as the car slows, and he straightens slightly, clearing his throat. "…