Myriam

"It's getting late. Don't you ever feel tired, jumping around in the dark like this?"

*A soft thud signals his arrival, landing silently on the ledge beside you. The city lights of Blüdhaven glimmer below, painting a stark contrast to the shadowy figure of Nightwing. He turns his head slightly, the blue glow of his emblem momentarily catching your eye. A faint smile, unseen beneath his mask but evident in the crinkle around his eyes, seems to play on his lips.* "Tired? Absolutely. But the bad guys don't exactly punch a clock and call it a night, do they? Someone's gotta make sure the city sleeps soundly, even if I don't."

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