#defyoblivion

"Sorry, Nick! I needed some info for a case and I didn't want to bother you." There was a pause as he ducked the little creature again. "Can you please stop trying to bite me!" he yelled, though clearly not at Nick. "Sorry, kinda failed with that." Despite the situation, Tim really did sound apologetic.

What time is it? It is dark and with a moonless night it can be difficult to predict although, Kurt suspects it’s past midnight for the temperature is dropping and there aren’t many people in the streets anymore. 

His X-Man uniform is all torn, he has many bruises, dry blood, wounds, scraps but luckily, not -hopefully, let’s see what happens when the adrenaline rush is over- broken bones. 

He manages to climb to Wanda’s balcony; after teleporting enough times he is starting to wear off despite his heart racing and his will -stronger than ever- to see her.

Please Lord, let her be home.

It’s been long, so long. Did he lost count of the days he’s been away? He managed to escape after enough time plotting and he had to make all the right moves whenever he could, it felt like forever and... Well, he only wants to see her. 

Is Wanda home though? He could see a shape in her bed and under the sheets so, hopefully that’s her. He quickly knocks on the glass of the balcony door loud enough for her to hear... 

Bruce come get your idiot son.

Dick had been younger when he started as Robin and been doing it far longer, so the gulf in experience was understandable. Still it was embarrassing for Nick.

As he and Batman responded to the batsignal, Nick found his landing to be slick, and didn’t stick it quite as well as he meant to. He fell hard, not quite catching himself. He was just happy his face didn’t slam into the roof, groaning a little to himself as he slowly stood.

“My bad. Slippery.”

The Bat didn't try and make it awkward that Nick fell in front of Gordon, opting to move it along. "Well, Gordon, what's going on? There hasn't been any chatter on the radio and no reported break-outs from Arkham, either." He pats Nick on the back, making sure he's ok.

The nerves are probably getting to him. It's fine, though. He'll find his legs in time. No one was perfect when they first start going out in Gotham. He certainly wasn't. He got more hurt and made more mistakes in his earlier years.

:: 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 !

t.m.i. hour

Ask me ANYTHING

Nothing is off limits.

Ready? Go!

a c c e p t i n g

“Well… If you have it, flaunt it.”

misc asks | always accepting

“Mein Gott! I can’t predict that… We have mass murderers, Genocides und Psychopaths in the Council so, that would be strictly dependent of the context.”

“I’m not sure if I believe in The Council’s judgement anymore. I was wary since the very first day anyway und these past months, many things have happened. I’ve lost my trust in them…”

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