Black and Blue Bird

My name is Dick Grayson. You know me by my former alias, Robin. The original Robin. I am the people's hero. I am Nightwing. Ask me anything you want. //Nightwing rp page. Any verse. Anytime. Any day. FC: Patrick Dempsey

[blackandbluebird]

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     ❛And you Mr. Grayson don’t worry nearly enough.❜ The rebuttal followed quickly enough with an almost scolding tilt of her head that contradicted her smile on her lips. She followed the person ahead of her two more steps then stopped as the person began to place their order and she began waiting again. Hands were tucked into her pockets to keep at bay the biting cold wind that kissed at her cheeks while tousling strands of hair away from her face once more. ❛Well I guess we wouldn’t want people out of jobs then, huh? ❜

It was always interesting to talk to one of the big wigs of WayneTech- although if anyone new Richard Grayson well enough one couldn’t say he wasn’t much of a big wig so much an encouraging big brother could be a touch stern if it was needed. Still so far she had landed in his good graces (something not very hard to do really) which was why she laughed again rolling her eyes at the scene before her. 

❛ You’ve got to be kidding me. The son of a multi-billionaire, doesn’t have any money on him? Wow.❜ Lips stayed upturned as she continued laughing at the pure irony of the situation that he couldn’t even buy a cup of coffee. ❛ Ah-huh, how about we just say you owe me one later? Besides its just coffee, don’t sweat it.❜

Dick couldn’t help but chuckle at her scolding, even though he knew very well that he deserved it. He pursed his lips and shrugged, “don’t you know how dangerous it is to carry large sums of cash around?”

“I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but there is a crime problem in this city.” A grin crept across his face. He couldn’t say for sure how long he had known her now as he could barely even remember the day she showed up to WayneTech as an intern. The two had been through a lot together, and that’s all that mattered.

“Got it.” he answered with a kind smile. As much as they ragged on each other, Dick knew that their friendship was one-of-a-kind.

“Just coffee? This coming from Ms. Eight-Cups-A-Day.”

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@blackandbluebird

     ❛ what I need and what I want are two very different things. ❜ the laugh had an airy note to it as the brunette stood in line ahead of the other. dark brunette waves of hair framed soft features and a brilliant smile as the conversation continued on how very easy it was to just walk past this coffee cart and head straight towards the bar across the street. fingers reached to tug up her messenger bag, readjusting it on her shoulder as brown orbs glanced down at her watch to be mindful of the time being spent in line for her daily hit of morning coffee (third hit that is). 

❛-besides god forbid the tabloids catch wind of bruce wayne’s former ward heading into the bar at this late hour of- oh say 8′oclock. ❜

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“You worry too much about what people think,” came the snarky, yet playful retort. “besides, the tabloids live for this kind of stuff. If I was Mr. Perfect all the time, they would never have anything to write about!”

As much as he wanted to believe the words that had escaped his mouth, he knew what she said had some truth to it. He had put Bruce through enough in his younger years, he wasn’t so sure the old man would be able to handle any more scandals. 

With a deep sigh, Dick dug into his coat pocket in search of his money clip. Nothing. His hands travelled from pocket to pocket - and then back again. 

He scrunched his face and tapped on her shoulder. “I don’t suppose you owe me one - do you?” voice soft, a hint of embarrassment. “You know I’m good to get you back! I know where you work!”

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“Definitely a warm welcome.” Was the continued laughing response before eyes narrowed teasingly back at hearing the last comment.  “ Right. I know and I also know it won’t be awkward if you don’t keep bringing ‘IT’ up.” 

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“If I remember correctly, you brought “IT” up just fine! Okay, okay, okay! Last one! I promise!” Dick was now laughing uncontrollably. “Just when I think I can’t get any more charming, it happens!”

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“Say no more.” Was the simple answer. Please, say more was what Dick was actually thinking. “Don’t let the others boss you around just because you’re new. If they give you a hard time, come see m-”

“Send them to me.”

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“Right. Besides I doubt they’ll be too bad, not to mention I’ve been here at this company for a while now. Interning doesn’t pay much, but now I’m officially on payroll. So there’s that.” Came the light laughter as her hand dropped from his and moved to adjust the papers poking out of her folder. 

“And anyways I’m a little used to sticking things through if it gets rough. You don’t have to worry about being a hero and keeping an eye on me.”

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“Mmhmm. Well then, fly off little bird. Welcome to your new nest.” He smiled. “I hope to see you around as much as possible - without it being too awkward. Because again, you know.”

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“I hope so.” I really really hope it gets better. Honestly, it sounded like some cliche movie. Meet the most interesting guy one night, wake up the next morning to find out you’re working with the man. Still she stepped closer placing her hand in his as they shook while a slightly embarrassed smile followed.

“-um, one last thing. I am sorry about this morning. If things were different..”

[blackandbluebird]

“Say no more.” Was the simple answer. Please, say more was what Dick was actually thinking. “Don’t let the others boss you around just because you’re new. If they give you a hard time, come see m-”

“Send them to me.”

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“Ah-huh. Right. Well I doubt I’ll be needing your ‘services’ any more. So I’m going to be taking my naive, useless self out of here. Even though I heard a totally different opinion last night-” And hopefully we won’t have to deal with anymore awkwardness after this. Of course she knew it was a long shot, but still there was hope as she got up and took the card handed to her. 

“-and get to work.”

[blackandbluebird]

“Right then. I will see you later.” Dick responded, lifting himself by the arms of his chair to a stance. He extended his hand to her. “And Elle? Please enjoy the first day of your dream job.”

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“-really?” Was the immediate response at the flirtatious comment. Which to her shame she knew would probably be true. Still cheeks were flushed pink as she shook her head then moved to get up.

“Lets just…drop it and let the pieces fall where they may?”

[blackandbluebird]

“If that’s what you’d like, then as your employer, it is my job to ensure that you remain content during your time here at Wayne Tech. Just incase you change your mind though. . .” He said, furiously scribbling some things down on a business card. “Here is my number. You know where I live, because, you know. And now that you know where I work too, I’ll be readily available.”

Dick knew he was flirting, and she didn’t seem to be buying any of it. Of course he would be thrusted into this type of situation. Only fitting. Ah well, roll with the punches Dickie Boy.

[blackandbluebird]

“Take some time. I don’t expect you to know over night. Although,” Dick started with a smirk. “If you would give me one more night with you, I’m sure I could make your decision a hell of a lot easier.” 

“Sorry. Sorry. Boss. Employee. Inappropriate. Got it.”

[blackandbluebird]

“And we deal with it. We’re co-workers. So we have three options: we drop this, we continue it, or I fire you. Things aren’t how they were in Fifty Shades.” Dick said, half jokingly. “I understand if you would like to be sent to a different department, or I can just ensure that we have a runner between us - no direct contact at all.”

“What do you say?”

[blackandbluebird]

“We were drunk!” Dick shouted, immediately covering his mouth after realizing what had just escape his lips. “But c’mon. It’s totally unrealistic to just, y’know, forget about what happened last night.” Now whispering, he pointed to the seat on the other side of his desk. “Sit, please.”

[blackandbluebird]

“Forget last night? Really?” Dick said, a look of sadness washing over his features. “I mean, if that’s what you want. I am your boss - I get that. But don’t -- No, okay. You’re right. Highly inappropriate.”

“That’s easier said than done though, y’know. I did . . . See you. Like, all of you. You know what I mean?” He stuttered, tracing an hourglass shape with both of his hands. “Like. You.”

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“No, no! Please, I’m sorry! Don’t go. I didn’t mean any of that!.” Dick pleaded with the woman. “Elle, please. That wasn’t me.”

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Dick let out a sigh with the sound of her squeal. Just like that, his expectations had tumbled down with the papers. He finally turned the chair around. Mid-spin, he began talking. “My God! You naive, usele - “. He froze.

Eyes wide open, Dick examined the woman who desperately piled the papers back in the proper order. Burying his face in his hands, he slumped back in his chair. “Well, well.” He muttered.

[fuckyeahcomicsbaby]

Villians Beware! Bat-Cow is on the Case

[she-3po]

what in the fucking

[hammyboney]

PLEASE BE CANON

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By the look on the other’s face when they left the office after the near shout things weren’t going well. Swallowing thickly she looked at her own cup of joe in her hand then decided that it was worth sacrificing. She could make do with the watered down hazel mess in the machine later. Right now, she just wanted to get this part done and over with then head to her department.

 “I took the liberty of bringing in the coffee, Mr. Grayson. I hope you don’t mind. I’m here to receive my badge and directives?” Setting the plastic cup down on the desk, after quickly looking at the name plate she watched the peek of dark hair over the chair since he had yet to look back at her.  After interning at Wayne tech for two years in the much lower sectors she was relieved to finally have a job where she actually wanted to be.

[blackandbluebird]

“Yeah, yeah. That’s fine. Nice to see somebody showing some initiative around here. You must be the new girl, then? Edna, or whatever, right?” He grumbled, still overlooking the cityscape. He respected all of his employees, but in Gotham it was dog eat dog. If he showed any sign of weakness, revolt could flame, and that was the last thing he needed. 

Dick raised his hand. “Badge is there, corner of the desk. Your first assignment too. I expect big things from you. Tell me,” he began. “Why do you want to work here?”

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“Don’t worry about it. I’m kinda used to skipping a few meals now and then.” Two fingers hooked on the back of her flats she looked back to him smiling then shook her head as the awkwardness of the situation came back. “Right well. Goodbye. Have a great day.” With a two finger wave did she dart out of the bedroom door and excuse herself from the apartment to rush to her own.

[blackandbluebird]

“Send her in.” Was the disgruntled mumble of a coffee-less man. “And for god sake, bring me a coffee.” Dick turned his chair to overlook Gotham. It was a pitiful city as of late, but he hoped that he could change that. “God damnit! I said send her in!”

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“Pleasure Richa-”Was the laughter in response to being pulled in closer. Prying herself away from the curious stranger in bed she simply beamed rolling her eyes. “Not the CIA. I’m nothing special trust me. Just a girl in a bar trying to get to her dream so…”

Was the hummed response as she at last snatched up her shirt then began to exchange his for her own. “-I swear I never do this, but I kinda have to run. It was nice- um…it was nice…meeting you, Richard, right?”

[blackandbluebird]

“Right, Richard.” Was the mumbled response. “Hey,” he added. “Take anything you’d like from the fridge if you need a bite to eat. Hate to see you starve on the first day of your dream job.”