Before a single word escape his mouth, he already knew the whole speech like the back of his hand. With ease, Бэтмен clinked the mug onto the counter beside the keyboard and turn to face the distress bird.
"How da--"
Бэтмен rose his palm, and like that, Nightwing shut his mouth. Unlike his former student, Бэтмен can recite an entire novel with a single stroke of a button. Instantly, light provoke the darkness. Waking the emptiness with a tug, then tossing towards the background for the undying lust for ground.
"Phantom corps. Is that who they are?" Nightwing relaxed his brow, and tossed a hip into the air. "Who, who are they?"
"As Ты are aware of, certain league members, including I, will be taking a leave to deal with the crisis in space. While attending that.." Бэтмен sighed the insult out of his lungs," meeting, you're team will be dealing with the Light whereas this team will.."
"Deal with the minor problems?" Nightwing interjected, leaning вперед as he carefully eye the screen.
"I suppose." Бэтмен solemnly agreed while he twisted his chair back forward.
Thumbing the air with his broad shoulders, Nightwing made way towards the screen to get a better look at the squad. A squad he encounter some time ago. Admittedly, he was impressed. Their name mirrored their movements to the dot.
Evasive.
If Nightwing could describe them all in one word, it would be that. The bird gawked at every projection of the Phantom's home, automatically he did a head count; one, the cat; two, Frankenstein and her creation; three, the boxer; four, ares; five, the bite. However, heads were missing. Nightwing purred but was instantly cut off as his body was whipped forward, and like that, his queries were answered.
"Dickie," he growl. "What are Ты doing spying on my squad?"
"Hello, Charm."
The older man simply chuckled, rubbing his stubble as he ease away. His elbows tucked neatly beside his trench coat. Dick brought his forefingers to his aching jaw with Charm's knuckles розовый imprint. His irises fixed onto the cheshire cat, ignoring the lass in the background.
"What are Ты doing here, Charm?" Nightwing snarled, body tense and ready to pounce.
"Just here for some жопа, попка and Ты got plenty," Charm whistled, tilting his head to get a better view of the bird. "However, business before pleasure. I'm here to meet Ты properly, figuring I have to be a gentleman here."
Leather slipped out his slacks, just to offer a simple gesture of peace.
"Charm, pleasure."
"Nightwing."
Standing his ground, Nightwing took his hand and shook it firm but never letting go.
"Quit staring at me with those blue eyes, boy. If Ты don't mean what Ты serving."
Nightwing stiffen in the shake, never had he wanted, needed to перфоратор, удар, пунш a man like he did now. He began to wonder, could he really work with this man?
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There Ты have it! A look to what to expect from me and if Ты haven't figured out by now. I am making a return due to reason that I'll only tell certain people. Please tell me what Ты thought, and sorry. I've been Письмо in 2nd person so I haven't had much practice with 3rd person. Hope Ты like it and please! Let me know which character's bio Ты wish to hear first (Charm's and Bonnie's updated ones, или the one, two, three etc. the one where Nightwing was counting them off)
"How da--"
Бэтмен rose his palm, and like that, Nightwing shut his mouth. Unlike his former student, Бэтмен can recite an entire novel with a single stroke of a button. Instantly, light provoke the darkness. Waking the emptiness with a tug, then tossing towards the background for the undying lust for ground.
"Phantom corps. Is that who they are?" Nightwing relaxed his brow, and tossed a hip into the air. "Who, who are they?"
"As Ты are aware of, certain league members, including I, will be taking a leave to deal with the crisis in space. While attending that.." Бэтмен sighed the insult out of his lungs," meeting, you're team will be dealing with the Light whereas this team will.."
"Deal with the minor problems?" Nightwing interjected, leaning вперед as he carefully eye the screen.
"I suppose." Бэтмен solemnly agreed while he twisted his chair back forward.
Thumbing the air with his broad shoulders, Nightwing made way towards the screen to get a better look at the squad. A squad he encounter some time ago. Admittedly, he was impressed. Their name mirrored their movements to the dot.
Evasive.
If Nightwing could describe them all in one word, it would be that. The bird gawked at every projection of the Phantom's home, automatically he did a head count; one, the cat; two, Frankenstein and her creation; three, the boxer; four, ares; five, the bite. However, heads were missing. Nightwing purred but was instantly cut off as his body was whipped forward, and like that, his queries were answered.
"Dickie," he growl. "What are Ты doing spying on my squad?"
"Hello, Charm."
The older man simply chuckled, rubbing his stubble as he ease away. His elbows tucked neatly beside his trench coat. Dick brought his forefingers to his aching jaw with Charm's knuckles розовый imprint. His irises fixed onto the cheshire cat, ignoring the lass in the background.
"What are Ты doing here, Charm?" Nightwing snarled, body tense and ready to pounce.
"Just here for some жопа, попка and Ты got plenty," Charm whistled, tilting his head to get a better view of the bird. "However, business before pleasure. I'm here to meet Ты properly, figuring I have to be a gentleman here."
Leather slipped out his slacks, just to offer a simple gesture of peace.
"Charm, pleasure."
"Nightwing."
Standing his ground, Nightwing took his hand and shook it firm but never letting go.
"Quit staring at me with those blue eyes, boy. If Ты don't mean what Ты serving."
Nightwing stiffen in the shake, never had he wanted, needed to перфоратор, удар, пунш a man like he did now. He began to wonder, could he really work with this man?
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There Ты have it! A look to what to expect from me and if Ты haven't figured out by now. I am making a return due to reason that I'll only tell certain people. Please tell me what Ты thought, and sorry. I've been Письмо in 2nd person so I haven't had much practice with 3rd person. Hope Ты like it and please! Let me know which character's bio Ты wish to hear first (Charm's and Bonnie's updated ones, или the one, two, three etc. the one where Nightwing was counting them off)
EXTREME SPOILERS FOR DIVIDED WE FALL AHEAD!!!! IF Ты HAVE NOT READ THE Назад BOOK, DO NOT READ THIS PREVIEW!!!
Scene 2:
"You are a good man." Barbara сказал(-а) once more, firmly.
"Thanks, Babs." Sam сказал(-а) softly, looking into the red-head's blue eyes. Barbara returned the gaze. Sam leaned вперед and brushed a strand of hair put of her face. "You are one of the best people I have eve met in my life." Sam сказал(-а) softly. "I'm glad we're Друзья Barbara."
The red-haired girl smiled and leaned forward, pressing her lips slightly to Sam's. Sam reached one hand into her fiery hair and pulled her closer, deepening the Kiss before breaking off and standing up. "We tried this before. It didn't work out."
"Yeah..." Barbara said, looking to the side. "Sorry."
"Me too." Sam said, slipping on his mask and jumping from the window.
Barbara took a deep breath and about a full sixty секунды before returning to her computer.
Scene 2:
"You are a good man." Barbara сказал(-а) once more, firmly.
"Thanks, Babs." Sam сказал(-а) softly, looking into the red-head's blue eyes. Barbara returned the gaze. Sam leaned вперед and brushed a strand of hair put of her face. "You are one of the best people I have eve met in my life." Sam сказал(-а) softly. "I'm glad we're Друзья Barbara."
The red-haired girl smiled and leaned forward, pressing her lips slightly to Sam's. Sam reached one hand into her fiery hair and pulled her closer, deepening the Kiss before breaking off and standing up. "We tried this before. It didn't work out."
"Yeah..." Barbara said, looking to the side. "Sorry."
"Me too." Sam said, slipping on his mask and jumping from the window.
Barbara took a deep breath and about a full sixty секунды before returning to her computer.
Revenge started towards the Bat-Wing, but Бэтмен turned and held up a hand.
"Clark, go. I'll be there in a minute." the Dark Knight said. Супермен nodded and walked aboard' one hand on Kara's shoulder.
"You can't come." Бэтмен stated plainly.
"Why not?!" Revenge demanded.
"Because you're pushing Clark's temper and Wonder Woman forbade Ты from ever visiting Themyscira after leading Wondergirl into a trap."
"Clark's temper?" Revenge asked incredulously.
"The girl likes Ты too much."
"Of course she likes me." Revenge smirked.
"Exactly, and you're having a bad influence on her. Clark wants Ты to stay here. I personally think she needs someone like Ты right now, but Clark says no and he is her cousin."
"Alright, I'll stay here with Alfred."
"Don't ask for too many sweets." Бэтмен warned.
"Why would I ever do such a thing?" Revenge asked, mocking shock.
Бэтмен smirked and boarded the Batwing.
"Yo Alfred!" Revenge called. "Cookies!"
"Clark, go. I'll be there in a minute." the Dark Knight said. Супермен nodded and walked aboard' one hand on Kara's shoulder.
"You can't come." Бэтмен stated plainly.
"Why not?!" Revenge demanded.
"Because you're pushing Clark's temper and Wonder Woman forbade Ты from ever visiting Themyscira after leading Wondergirl into a trap."
"Clark's temper?" Revenge asked incredulously.
"The girl likes Ты too much."
"Of course she likes me." Revenge smirked.
"Exactly, and you're having a bad influence on her. Clark wants Ты to stay here. I personally think she needs someone like Ты right now, but Clark says no and he is her cousin."
"Alright, I'll stay here with Alfred."
"Don't ask for too many sweets." Бэтмен warned.
"Why would I ever do such a thing?" Revenge asked, mocking shock.
Бэтмен smirked and boarded the Batwing.
"Yo Alfred!" Revenge called. "Cookies!"