* GRAY SON OF GOTHAM

NIGHTWING @ UWS HQ

[legrandsaut]

journaloist‌:

𝚂𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙾𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁𝚂, 𝙱𝙴𝚃𝚆𝙴𝙴𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙸𝙲𝙰𝙻 𝙽𝙾𝚃𝙴𝚂 𝙾𝙵 𝙴𝙰𝙲𝙷   passing floor, when people started believing aversion as their one successful tactic against straight forward questions.

Grayson here wasn’t the first to personally escort her out of a building, though his stylized flair while doing so was certainly something worth the footnote. Taking pause between emphatic lean into each patronizing sentence as if she might let anything he says of worth slip past unnoticed ( and who was Dick if not NOTICED? ).  

Bludhaven’s within spitting distance of Gotham; fact. Lois can see the etches of its Gothic influence across every building face once her heels hit dusty pavement … again,   ❛   You’d have to tell me something I don’t already know for that honor, Officer,   ❜   but for now playing along seems safe, albeit the long way of going about her reason for visiting.

❛   You’re a smart guy. I’ve never asked how it is you stay ahead in that bullpin, how you’ve gained the upper-hand around here. Because we both know I don’t have to,   ❜   She hides her eyes behind a pair of sunglasses fished from her pocket.   ❛   Can you get me in contact with BLUE?   ❜

❝     UH - HUH.     But you still need something, right     ?     ❞     Nothing accusatory in Dick’s tone     --- ---     in fact, he’s downright pleasant as he shoves both hands into his pockets and waits for the request.

❝     I can’t slide into his DMs on the ‘gram or anything, I don’t know the guy that well. We run into him out on patrol some nights     --- ---     if the bust’s big enough, y’know     ?     But I can try to get his attention next time I see him.     ❞

There is a razor - thin line between making Nightwing available to those who share the same values, and making Dick Grayson a target.

❝     Do you have a number I can maybe slip him     ?     ❞     Then, after a moment :     ❝     What d’you need from the guy, anyway     ?     I don’t think I’ve ever seen him do interviews.     ❞

[legrandsaut]

cahrter‌:

ROUGEHOODS

❝     NOW THAT’S THE FIRST SMART THING YOU’VE SAID ALL NIGHT.     Men are trash.     ❞

(     Hey, who says you can’t be a burgeoning criminal overlord with homicidal tendencies and also an ally     ?     )

He opens the other lapel for good measure, making sure Agent Carter gets a good eyeful of the particular variety of heat he’s packing     — —     no, not that kind.

❝     I’ve been told it’s important to have a diversified portfolio.     ❞

You only get once chance to make a first impression, according to every recruiter on LinkedIn. Red Hood knows the longer he stays in the game, the easier his inevitable patterns will become to pinpoint even in the bitting sandstorm of criminal activity that rages and down the East Coast in perpetuity.

This initial period is, therefore, crucial.

❝     You’d actually be the one committing suicide, technically. Y’know, if you pulled the trigger. I’m minding my own business.     ❞     Well, he was, anyway. Somewhere along the line of conversation, Red Hood pulled out his kris.     ❝     You gunna let me pass     ?     Last chance.     ❞    

FORTY - FIVE CALIBER ROUNDS ARE SUBSONIC.  The likelihood that a single shot would ignite the explosives pinned in neat rows across the Hood’s armored vest is minimal, but the odds that that same shot would piss him off enough to detonate them himself are much higher.

❝ Yeah, my accountant keeps telling me the same thing. ❞  There’s a twelve - man S.T.R.I.K.E. Team fifty seconds behind her ; she can hear their Commander breathing in her earpiece, tattle - tale - ing his own spiking blood pressure.  REMIND HER TO TAKE HIM OFF THE ROTATION THROUGH DIRECTORATE DETAIL.  Sharon lowers her weapon ten degrees.  ❝ — — I still don’t fucking know what it means. ❞  Another ten, her gaze dropping from the passive expression molded into that stupid fucking helmet down past that vest that could level a city block to glance off the moonlight sticking to the curves of that dagger.

Up above, the whip of helicopter blades finally registers where wind seemed to, at least for a moment, have fallen still entirely.  A FLOODLIGHT spills all over the both of them like a can of white paint hurled by a protestor.

❝ Pass ?  You mind telling me where you’re headed ? ❞

❝     IT'S A RISK - MANAGEMENT STRATEGY.      A wide variety of assets are always going to minimize risk over relying too heavily on just one investment.     ❞      Nightwing drops down from the hangar on their left, jerking his head in the direction of Agent Carter’s S.T.R.I.K.E. team.     ❝     --- ---     Or twelve.     ❞  

Hi, I’m your diversified portfolio. Pleased to meet you.

❝     You guys in need of some crisis counseling     ?     I took this online course the other day so I’m pretty much an expert.      ❞

A second light shines down on him from up above like the beginning of the world’s worst SNL opening monologue. But despite the jokes, Nightwing hasn’t taken his eyes off Red Hood aside from a cursory glance in Carter’s direction meant to assess her for any sign of injury.

@rougehoods​

[legrandsaut]

slvicshdow‌:

THE GLANCE OVER HER SHOULDER    while fortifying a weakening entry point, at least gives her vantage of progress being made. Calm as ever, she allows the corners of her lips to form something of a smile.    “    I’m sure I’m flattered by the comparison.    ”

Another bang, the framing splinters. Admittedly, it would be a lot to filter out. Though typically they aren’t granted get-ups like the one he is currently settled in like a second skin for people who buckle under pressure. 

Her attention away from the fruitless task, she instead takes pulling the gate from a particular vent. The more straight-forward route    (    through or down    )    offers it’s own logistical challenges. Still, it’s always nice to have options.    “    You’re fine with heights, yes?    ”

@legrandsaut​​ / continued.

FINE WITH HEIGHTS     ?     he wants to say, I was born weightless. But Dick’s torn somewhere between the steel - hot vacillations that come with being thrust into a working situation with someone new for the first time, teeth set against his bottom lip.

❝     It’s not an insult, don’t worry.     ❞     

C’mon, c’mon, c’mon     --- ---

The banging behind them stops all of a sudden.

❝     That’s ... never good.     ❞

A computerized trill as Dick is locked out from the program entirely. He sighs and sets out to pull the hard drive when the door is hit so hard, it’s a small miracle it doesn’t explode off its hinges.

❝     Lead the way, I’m right behind you     --- ---     !     ❞

[memetaped]

the office iconic michael scott quotes.

i am not to be truffled with.

well, well, well. how the turntables.

okay, um… count me in as “who cares?”

catch ya on the flippity flip!

don’t ever, for any reason, do anything to anyone, for any reason, ever, no matter what, no matter where, or who, or who you are with, or where you are going, or where you’ve been, ever, for any reason whatsoever.   

i wouldn’t miss it for the world. but if something else came up, i would definitely not go.

do you think that smoking drugs is cool? do you think that doing alcohol is cool?

sometimes i’ll start a sentence and i don’t even know where it’s going.

i’m not gonna cry over it. i did that in the car on the way home.

this is an environment of welcoming, and you should just get the hell out of here.  

whatevs.

bippity boppity give me the zoppity.  

absofruitly.

there’s no such thing as an appropriate joke. that’s why it’s a joke.  

HEY! NOBODY CARES.

the only thing that could make this better is ice cream. 

christmas is cancelled.

well, this is gonna hurt like a motherfucker.

just poopin’, you know how i be.

please don’t send ___.

i’m not superstitious but i am a little stitious.

daddy’s here, and daddy’s gonna take care of you.

i am not gonna give up that easy. i’m gonna make this way harder than it needs to be.

would i rather be feared or loved? um, easy. both. i want people to be afraid of how much they love me.

yeppers.

NO, GOD, PLEASE, NO!

yesh.

mo’ money, mo’ problems.

what’s missing? the turtles. where are the turtles? where are the turtles? WHERE ARE THE TURTLES?!

i tried to talk to ___ and be his friend, but that is like trying to be friends with an evil snail.  

i’m going through a bit of a rough patch. whole year, actually.

i don’t hate it. i just don’t like it at all. and it’s terrible.

i’m an adult. i don’t have to think or do anything.

halloween should be a day in which we honor monsters and not be mad at each other.

can i just say that, of all the idiots, in all the idiot villages, in all the idiot worlds, you stand alone, my friend.

i am running away from my responsibilities. and it feels good.

i’ll kill you.

i am beyoncé always.

you know, what eats a lot of the day are naps. you go to sleep, it’s lights out. you wake up, it’s dark. that’s the whole day. where did that day go? i have no idea.

you’re the worst. i hate looking at your face. i wanna smash it.

i am dead inside.

i hate so much about the things that you choose to be.

i understand nothing.

the only time i set the bar low is for limbo.

if i can get them depressed, then i’ll have done my job.

i’m okay. no, i’m not.

[movierpmemes]

BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN (2005) SENTENCE MEME. feel free to change details and pronouns as you see fit. some nsfw and triggering material.

beats working for my old man.

can’t please my old man, no way.

your folks run you off?

well, we got to do something about this food situation.

i wouldn’t mind sleeping out there.

that ain’t the point.

i warn you, i can’t cook worth a damn.

you can’t be no worse than me, then.

that’s more word than you’ve spoke in the last two weeks.

hell, that’s the most that i’ve spoke in a year.

you may be a sinner, but i ain’t yet had the opportunity.

you’ll freeze your ass off.

just quit your hammering and get in here.

fuck me!

see you for supper.

it’s a one shot thing we got going on here.

it’s nobody’s business but ours.

i don’t need your money.

i can’t believe i left my damn shirt up there.

you’re wasting your time here.

it’s not so lonely now, is it?

i’d like to buy ___ here a beer.

so where do you figure the most pussy’s at, las vegas or california?

hey, you might wanna keep it down.

___, just leave them alone. let’s just move.

you wanna lose about half your fucking teeth, huh?

wait, hold on. you don’t think i’m too fast, do you?

maybe we should put the brakes on?

fast or slow, i just like the direction you’re going.

you are in a hurry.

i’m supposed to be at home with the car by midnight.

i got a million things to do here before i can leave.

i’d rather be at my job, if i lose my job.

what about my job?

we’ll more likely just go out and get drunk.

___ fuckin’ ____!

we might not get back tonight, when we get to drinking and talking and all.

would you get me a pack of smokes?

didn’t think i’d hear from you again.

i figured you were sore from that punch.

i got out while i could still walk.

i swear to god, i didn’t know we was going to get into this again.

i couldn’t get here fast enough.

what are we gonna do now?

well, i doubt there’s nothing we can do.

i’m stuck with what i got here. and making a living is about all i got time for now.

i’m starving. wanna get something to eat?

i’m enjoying my peace and quiet.

you know it could be like this. just like this. always.

it’d be a sweet life.

we’re around each other and this thing grabs hold of us again in the wrong place, in the wrong time, and we’re dead.

we can get together, once in a while. 

if you can’t fix it, ___, you got to stand it.

i’m sure as hell sorry. you know i am.

i’ll see you next month then.

we don’t eat with our eyes.

now you sit down, you old son of a bitch.

now you sit down before i knock your ignorant ass into next week.

that don’t mean nothing, ___.

don’t try and fool me no more, ___. i know what that means.

shut up, listen to me, you don’t know nothing about it!

get out. get out! you hear me, ___? get out!

hey asshole! watch where you’re going!

that’s some high class entertainment, if you ask me.

you and ___, it’s normal and all?

you remember getting the feeling when you’re in town, and someone looks at you suspicious, like he knows?

maybe you ought to get out of there, you know?

go to hell, ___.

you want to live your miserable fucking life? then go right ahead.

i was just thinking out loud.

yeah, you’re a real thinker there.

he got it all figured out, ain’t he.

wanna dance?

my feet hurt.

i’m trying to get a foot rub, dummy.

thank you for asking to dance with me. i really appreciate that.

he wouldn’t listen to me even if he knew he was going deaf tomorrow.

you don’t think i’m the one for him?

you’re good enough.

you don’t say much, but you get your point across.

sorry. i didn’t mean to be rude.

you’re standing on your feet, cowboy.

i was thinking, maybe i could come stay with you.

you probably deserve it.

the truth is, sometimes i miss you so much i can hardly stand it.

there’s something i’ve been meaning to tell you, bud.

you know, you had a fucking week to say some little word about this.

why is we’re always in the friggin’ cold?

you know me. about all the travelling i’ve ever done is around a coffee pot looking for the handle.

there ain’t never enough time. never enough.

this is a goddamn bitch of an unsatisfactory situation.

you forget what it’s like being broke all the time.

you got a better idea?

i did once.

is that a fucking problem?

we could have had a good life together. a fucking real good life.

but you didn’t want it, ___.

everything’s built on that. that’s all we got.

so i hope you know that, if you don’t never know the rest.

you tell me you’ll kill me for needing something that i don’t hardly never get!

you have no idea how bad it gets!

i can’t make it on a couple of high-altitude fucks, once or twice a year.

you are too much for me, ___.

i wish i knew how to quit you.

why don’t you? why don’t you just let me be, huh?

it’s because of you, ___, that i’m like this.

i’m nothing. and i’m nowhere.

get the fuck off of me.

it’s all right.

you’re sleeping on your feet like a horse.

i don’t get you, ___.

i was probably no fun anyways, was i?

he drank a lot.

we was good friends.

want a cup of coffee, don’t you? piece of cherry cake?

i’ll have a cup of coffee.

i feel awful bad about ___.

i can’t begin to tell you how bad i feel.

like the car?

___, you need more furniture.

if you got nothing, you don’t need nothing.

we’re getting married.

[legrandsaut]

wayhne‌:

❝ WHEN I CALL IT. ❞

Old shoulders roll inward, never as acutely aware of the weight of their age as they are when squared against the ease and breadth of his eldest son’s.  Bruce’s elbows meet his knees, a casualness provided without effort in present company, yet still underlined by a particular exhaustion he does indeed wish he was able to conceal with greater dexterity.  ❝ Soon. ❞

THE RED HOOD has failed to sow discord, but he has succeeded in another act of war : the draining of resources.  Bruce is hesitant to assign some faceless assailant with that power, but the perfect storm that’s been brewing up around them for months seems to have only given him leverage ––––––– the Accords and their ruthless advance, the steady erosion of barriers between what is WRONG and what is right, all of it serves to scaffold the Hood’s childish version of mayhem, providing him traction where it would not usually be so easily gained.  BUT NONE OF THAT MATTERS HERE, except as needless exposition they are both already intimately familiar with.

❝ Cassandra is invaluable, here in the City. ❞  The well - worn sag between his shoulders is REPETITION, not surrender.  He trusts that Dick understands.  But he iterates anyway.  ❝ But I cannot ask her to do more.  — — Just as I cannot ask you to. ❞  Legacies are legacies because only the heaviest, most cumbersome things live generations without degradation.  But the delicate details lost along the way — — noses, fingertips, features meant for recognition, not just intimidation — — are perhaps too high a price to pay for immortality.  

Bruce will not wager with what is not his to lose.  ❝ You understand the gravity of this commitment ? ❞

❝     SHE WAS BORN TO KICK ASS.     ❞     Born to be Batman, for better or for worse, and Dick simply ... wasn’t. He knows it, Bruce has come to understand it, and the world is better for their acknowledgement of this one simple fact. There is a reason Nightwing came to be, after all, and a reason why he doesn’t have either a cape or a cowl     --- ---     neither of which are details born of derision.     ❝     I couldn’t do a better job protecting Gotham if I worked 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, and never slept.     ❞ 

Dick studies his father for a few moments, studies the telltale signs of age that Bruce wears like a family heirloom for as effortlessly as he has come to recognize his own encroaching weaknesses. And understanding that no one person can or should take on as much as Bruce has over the years and expect to stay afloat is the very first step in this long dance of succession which started the day Dick moved from the Cave to Mount Justice.

❝     Yeah, I     --- ---     I’ve been around the League my whole life, B. I know what it means.      ❞

But he understands why Bruce has to ask. There can be no uncertainty, here.

[legrandsaut]

you don’t have to do it just because he tells you. - Kaldur

❝     I KNOW, I KNOW, I JUST ...     ❞      I want to be in the League. Seven words ; seven founding members ; an impending vote. It should be so easy to speak, and yet Dick finds himself foundering as though admitting his ambitions would minimize everything else he has accomplished.     ❝     --- ---     They might not even let me in.     ❞

@grdianoftheocean     /     MEME WEEKEND

[nytewing]

DC’s Crimes of Passion #1

[legrandsaut]

wayhne‌:

IT IS A NOT A DECISION MADE LIGHTLY ; nor it is some futile attempt at assigning birthright to a legacy with no such origin.  It is, like every other decision made, an exercise in mitigating risk ––––––– Dick possesses more magnanimity that Bruce could ever hope to, therefore he is both better suited and necessary.

( THE LEAGUE WAS ASSEMBLED FOR A SINGULAR PURPOSE.  It requires more careful handling than Batman is capable of to move beyond. )

Bruce finally stirs, tipping to reel in the nearby second chair and turning his own to face it.  It is all the invitation needed, or offered.  Bruce looks up, expression unguarded.  ( He spares a moment to think of the ease with which Diana could conduct this conversation ; spares another to admonish himself for it. )  ❝ You are needed. ❞  An important distinction drawn with the weight of conviction, not flattery.  Palms spread across the tops of his thighs, push all the way to his knees in a private display of a perhaps otherwise unbelievable uncertainty.  ❝ If you are willing, of course. ❞  They both already know that answer.

DICK SPENDS SEVERAL MOMENTS STUDYING THE SCENE LIKE AN ARTHOUSE TABLEAU.     Bruce has always been an imposing figure, but imposition should never be confused with intimidation.

The better part of two decades ago, through the foggy grief of his parents’ deaths, Bruce Wayne had stood before Dick just as a mountain on a shoreline daring the sea to erode its base might ; tall and sturdy and unwavering. Little has changed, despite how much has changed.

❝     Yeah. I mean, yes. I’m  ...     ❞     (     He learned to fly long before he was ever a Robin.     )     ❝     If they vote me in, I’m in.     ❞

First a sidekick, then a partner, then a hero in his own right. Dick has done a lot, and yet somehow, imagining himself a member of the League always felt a silly pipe dream.

--- ---     Until now.

He walks over and sits down, running a hand through his hair.

❝     When’s the meeting     ?     ❞

[legrandsaut]

wayhne‌:

THE SHIFTED CADENCE OF A FAMILIAR GAIT made unfamiliar by a split - second renegotiation of weight registers almost as loudly as any other echo housed within the Cave’s long - suffering walls.

Still, it is perhaps the time of not - quite - midnight where falling into an old pattern could almost be excused without assignment of nostalgia.  He doesn’t shift from his seat, but the gentle change in his expression registers in his words.  ❝ — — I suppose that depends entirely on what you think it means. ❞ 

❝     BRUCE     --- ---     ❞     It isn’t often that Dick feels like a child, anymore. Too far removed from the heydays and nights spent leaping out from behind the warmth of that weighted cape with little regard for his own safety.

Now, however, Dick is far more cautious with both his body, and his words.

❝     ... Am I being nominated     ?     ❞

[legrandsaut]

speaksfish‌:

…  hey,  big daddy bats,  come collect your small,  sassy child. he’s wandered off again and those working here can’t manage to watch him and earn a minimum wage.  

“  don’t let the outfit fool you, there’s no way i could pack in a checkbook.  ”  ignoring arthur’s lack of bank entirely. it’s surprisingly easy to launder money,  just ask his well taken care of lighthouse on american soil with a hefty property tax. where was he going with this?  “  how ‘bout you go ahead ‘nd knock. see if they’re happy to see a familiar face. i’m going to try my luck through the back.  ”

❝     I COULD CAUSE A DISTRACTION.     Just so long as you promise this thing won’t turn me into a sardine if I get too close.     ❞     

Magic is the one thing that gives Dick pause in this world. Too unpredictable, too volatile, too irreversible ; he’s seen his fair share of weird spells gone very, very wrong     ------     and that’s saying nothing of whatever salty brand of sorcery might charm an object way, way down at the bottom of the ocean.

[legrandsaut]

isaiahrcss‌:

Isaiah offers up a shrug of his shoulders.  ❝ I hadn’t decided on it when I went to school, but it’s what drew my interest the most. ❞  He smiles just a little, amused, & makes a general gesture at Grayson.

❝ How’d you get into LAW ENFORCEMENT ? ❞

QUARTER - TO - FIVE IS ABOUT AS GOOD A TIME TO HAVE LUNCH AS ANY, RIGHT     ?     Dick’s peeling away the plastic wrap from an admittedly soggy tunafish sandwich, mentally calculating how long it’ll take him to get back to the ‘Haven after this job ends just in time for his next job to begin.

❝     My dad.     ❞     He extends his hand, offering Ross one half of the sandwich.     ❝     Although, sitting in a courtroom for an entire day just to have the case dismissed isn’t exactly what he had in mind.     ❞

[legrandsaut]

THERE IS SOMETHING TO BE SAID ABOUT DICK’S PHYSICAL ADAPTABILITY ;     so completely has he accepted his damaged knee that the slight limp with which he walks into the Batcave would be imperceptible to any layman.

(     Imperceptible to any layman, but not to Bruce.     )

❝     Does this mean what I think it means     ?     ❞

@wayhne     /     CONT’D

[legrandsaut]

isaiahrcss‌:

( :: cont’d )

It ISN’T an answer.  But then, even with the acknowledgment that Grayson’s AWARE of that, Isaiah thinks he’s going to have to resign himself to simply not getting one.  The corners of his mouth tip up in a small smile.  ❝ I enjoy it just fine, thanks for asking. ❞  

Even when it makes for a long day.

@legrandsaut !!

❝     HOW’D YOU GET INTO ... LAW     ?     ❞     Dick damn near says justice, but most everyone knows the two split and went down separate paths long ago to the point where they’re no longer interchangeable. 

(     He deals in both, depending on the time of day.     )

[movierpmemes]

MAD MAX: FURY ROAD (2015) feel free to change details and pronouns as you see fit. some nsfw and triggering material.

where must we go, we who wander this wasteland in search of our better selves?

my name is ___.

my world is fire and blood.

each of us in our own way was broken.

it was hard to know who was more crazy: me……or everyone else.

where are you?

you promised to help us.

help us, ___.

i tell myself they cannot touch me.

i am the one who runs from both the living and the dead.

it is by my hand you will rise from the ashes of this world.

sooner or later someone pushes back.

they are not your property.

today is my day.

you’re already a corpse.

how much more can they take from me?

that’s mine!

that’s my jacket!

that’s my head!

why can’t you stop?

what a day.

what a lovely day.

witness me.

i live, i die, i live again.

is that just the wind or is it some furious vexation?

we’re not going back.

it hurts.

out here, everything hurts.

you wanna get through this? do as i say.

pick up what you can and run.

you don’t have to do it just because he tells you.

he’s not gonna hurt us.

don’t damage the goods.

look how slick he’s fooled you, ___.

we’re not to blame.

who killed the world?

whatever you do, you can’t be seen.

i’m supposed to be alone.

that was the deal.

what’s your name? what do i call you?

i got unlucky.

fool.

mediocre.

drive!

i got a boot.

all this for a family squabble.

put a bullet in her skull.

i myself will carry you to the gates of valhalla.

you shall ride eternal.

give me the gun.

go back for her.

we keep moving.

he doesn’t know what he’s talking about!

___, don’t be stupid.

there is no going back.

we are not things.

i don’t want to hear that again!

i’m gonna go and do some repairs.

i’ll go.

i thought i was being spared for something great.

it’s right in front of your eyes.

say, anyone notice that bright light?

are you hurt?

you’re bleeding.

that’s not his blood.

don’t breathe.

i remember something like that.

help me, please!

we had to get out.

where are the others?

we’re the only ones left.

shall we wait?

everybody has gone out their mind.

you’re not the only one, ___.

do you think there’s still somebody out there?

you having a baby?

you kill people with that, do you?

i killed everyone i ever met out here.

come here, take a peek.

can i talk to you?

you’re more than welcome to come with us.

i’ll make my own way.

hope is a mistake.

if you can’t fix what’s broken, you’ll go insane.

we go back?

i thought you weren’t insane anymore.

i don’t like him already.

i like this plan.

it feels like hope.

we can start again, just like the old days.

look, it’ll be a hard day.

we might be able to, together, come across some kind of redemption.

one man, one bullet.

stay with me.

remember me?

he’s dead!

i’m gonna need you to drive.

i am so sorry.

hold it. there you go.

___. my name is ___.

[legrandsaut]

cahrter‌:

HER SIDEARM SITS ON THE ISLAND, deftly disassembled : an olive branch, or close enough.  Sharon taps her nails against the countertop, ever - so - slightly out of beat.

❝ — — Are you seriously like this all the time ? ❞

@legrandsaut / continued !

❝     HOSPITABLE     ?     ❞     Eyeing the pieces of the gun laid out neat and tidy on the island between them, Nightwing slowly turns and closes the window he just climbed in through. Olive branch accepted. 

In the reflection, Agent Carter looks as austere as ever.     ❝     I’m guessing you aren’t here to talk about Dancing with the Stars.     ❞

[legrandsaut]

❝ Tune out the distractions and work on the problem. ❞

❝     YOU KNOW, YOU SOUND LIKE MY DAD.    ❞     Dick rolls his shoulders and tilts his head side - to - side as though he’s about to do a floor routine. Every subsequent bang ! on the door they’re crouched behind finds the frame splintering further which lends nothing to the ENTER PASSWORD pop - up on the screen in front of them still obnoxiously blocking some very important data.

(     Could he call in an assist from Oracle     ?     Yes. But that’s a connection Dick isn’t quite sure he wants the Black Widow to make.     )

❝     ------     Can you find us an exit while I crack this     ?     ❞

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