Dick Grayson

“Dude change your bandages.” She scolds playfully. Thankfully there were medical professionals in the camp that got her put under for stitches, so she wasn’t as worse for wear as him.

He cannot ambiently detect any magic off them, but decided while walking up to do so carefully, sighing and rubbing the worry stone in his pocket which was enough to get the spell cast. None of them felt like a Magical Threat, but the one with a blue bird motif held a pendant in his hands, showing it to Elliot, had such an energy it immediately made him flinch back. Its not like he recognized it, there was no recognition in his eyes but boy, did he detect a power there.

There was something about Elliot that intrigued Nightwing. There was a quiet confidence about him, it was like he knew this building like the back of his hand, He wondered if he was older that he looked, he wondered what he knew about the case, he wondered what he knew about the pendent and what this all meant. He didn't seem too intimidated by their suits and they were not asked to dispose of their weapons before following him. The reaction Elliot had to being shown the pendent was interesting. He didn't seem to know what it was but there was a concern to keep it hidden. "Okay" Nightwing slipped the pendent into a secret pocket in his skin tight suit. They all followed him through locked doors and dark corridors, each one of them vigilant but acting casual. "Its okay, you've been very helpful Elliot" Nightwing comforted him not wanting to push too hard. They were guided onto a new level. "Oh great, candles" Red Hood sighed making Nightwing smirk. Any case that had candles always turned out to be creepy. Nightwing stepped into the room and let out a gasp. He closed his eye for a split moment as images, smells and memories from the past flooded his head. Romani native songs being sung around a camp fire, laying the hay for the animals at the circus and the taste of the food he would eat with everyone at night after packing up for the night. Nightwing blinked a few times and hoped no one had noticed. The vagilities nodded at the woman standing gaurd. They stood back as the door opened and let Nightwing go in alone as agreed. "Sorceress Supreme Fonte" the name felt familiar, the look of her felt familiar. "Thank you for seeing me" he felt like he didn't have to introduce himself, it was as if she already knew him. His eyes narrowed under his mask making the digital mask move with his expression.

He was sad to see him go the first time, of course it was, but he never doubted he would find his way back. if only it didnt take a year... Having dick touch his hair, his eyes flicked back to meet his. oh.

"Oh, yeah nice to meet you too." He smiles, doing a short bow while shaking the mans hand. "You can call me Jiji if its easier. My friends call me that anyway, like the black cat in that Ghibli film." -He's never really seen a lot of that film anyways-

Cole didn't like pain, he hears too much of it in the city already as he's not really in control of who or what he taps into. The sheer agony took him by surprise, This chill going down him as he listened to the screams, all of them too loud.

'If you fall they'll catch you, If you fall they'll catch you.' Cole's voice was inside of Nightwings head, talking over and over as he balanced on the beam weakly while he clutched his head and blinded by blood. He sure hoped someone would catch him because he didn't really have a choice, his body was weak and he was about to fall. He couldn't stand up let alone climb down from the great height. Nightwing fell to the side as his body tumbled towards the ground, his arms folding in like a bird falling out of the sky. Redhood caught him with only a few feet to spare. They got him to safety while trying to get a glimpse of the boy who Nightwing was talking to. --- At hearing Cole's voice Dick sat up quickly and looked around to see if anyone was there. He went to call for help, he wanted to ask how the hell he was able to get into the hide out and what the hell had he done to him but he knew better. He didn't want to startle the boy, he didn't want a repeat of last time. "Hey Cole" Dick spoke softly as he kept his heart and mind steady. He felt exposed with no mask and only a pair of boxers under the blanket. "You found me, come sit in down" he gestured to the chair next to him.

@notyouraveragedickgrayson gets the brain babies

Another function, another gala, another suit he would somehow rip or stain. The shirt was starting to feel like it was choking him but Dick knew how to play the part. He had been doing this part since he was adopted by billionaire Bruce Wayne and there was an image to be upheld. The auctions were always an interesting event to attend. Dick liked to talk to the artists and get a good look at some really interesting creations up close. There was one piece in particular at caught his attention, the use of colour and how dreamy the whole art piece was was captivating him. He had made a mental note to seek out to artist. Dicks blue eyes latched onto the artist while a lady in front of him was trying to get Grayson's attention with her very low cut dress and red lipstick. He excused himself as he made his way over and got a better look at him. There was no doubt about it, he was a beautiful man.

@notyouraveragedickgrayson gets a circus kid.

A Zombie infection, Gotham had not had that one in a while but still it was a classic. The latest missions in Gotham were feeling like a re-run of all the past adventures leading Nightwing to think that maybe someone had got hold of data or a secret storage of old potions. Whatever was going on Nightwing was over it. Nightwing had not seen the gash to his arm until he felt the come down from the fight. All the seriously infected had been detained but the ones that may have been effected or injured were in quarantine. He pushed open the flap of the tent. He had taken off his costume and was wearing a hooded sweatshirt that had a built in fabric mask that covered his eyes to protect his identity. His sweatpants were baggy and far too comfortable to keep him awake. All his clothes were decked out in Nightwing colours, even his socks. "Thank you. Oh yeah, a nasty gash on my arm" He lifted his sleeve to show the bandages that were already soaking with blood. "How are you feeling?" Nightwing asked as he sat down on the other side of the room.

@notyouraveragedickgrayson darling Mandy gets another found sibling for dick

This whole operation had taken a major turn that none of them were expecting. Nightwing's curiosity had got the better of him. All the clues had pointed them to this building. This library was somewhere he had been often throughout his life. He used to study there for his highschool work, then college and now he would come and pour over books to help on missions. It was a beautiful building. It had always been a quiet place and for a long time Nightwing/Dick had wondered how they stayed open. The sound of their rubber heavy boots, the rattle of buckles and weapons on display in such a peaceful place felt so out of place. Nightwing turned over the heavy round pendant of a necklace in his glove. "I will go in" his voice was distorted digitally just in case anyone recognised him. Nightwing looked over the boy in front of them, someone he had seen many times behind the front desk. It was odd to hear him talk about 'the supreme' the supreme of what exactly they wasn't sure.

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