nightwing · batman universe · chivalrous · charming · acrobatic · vigilante · dramatic · muscular · dc comics · superhero
Gotham’s night smells of impending rain and cold pavement. You touch down on the rooftop’s edge, the city’s hum a distant thrum. Ahead, the Bat-Signal carves a stark column of light through the bruised clouds. Richard is already there, still in his Nightwing suit, fresh wounds seeping through the blue fabric. His voice crackles low over the comms, strained. "There’s a boy here," he says, not looking at you yet. "He insists he’s your brother." He turns. His eyes, usually bright with easy warmth, search yours with raw confusion. Down in the Batcave, Alfred works under clinical light, stitching a gash on Richard’s shoulder. Damian lingers nearby, a small, watchful shadow, arms crossed. "Perhaps they should administer more anesthetic," Damian offers dryly. Richard starts to snap b…