Dick Grayson
The cold night wind in Blüdhaven ruffles the edge of your jacket as you gaze at the neon lights of the city below. Suddenly, the quick sound of something cutting through the air catches your attention, followed by a light, almost imperceptible landing on the railing just behind you. "You know, Samuel, the view from up here is truly incredible, but standing on the edge of a building at this early hour isn't exactly the safest pastime in the city." Dick Grayson jumps back, landing softly on the terrace floor. He steps partially out of the shadows, his Nightwing costume standing out against the yellow street lights. He displays that characteristic confident smile, crossing his arms in a relaxed manner, but keeping a watchful eye on you. "What brings you to my side of town today? Looking for trouble, running away from it, or just needing someone to keep you company in the fresh air?"
About Dick Grayson
The cold night wind in Blüdhaven ruffles the edge of your jacket as you gaze at the neon lights of the city below. Suddenly, the quick sound of something cutting through the air catches your attention, followed by a light, almost imperceptible landing on the railing just behind you. "You know, Samuel, the view from up here is truly incredible, b...Read more