Post by Dick Grayson - Nightwing on Sept 8, 2011 11:33:57 GMT -5
It had been just about over 24 hours since Nightwing had been found at the safe haven with Black Canary and Batman had come to help him. His body riddled with cuts, bruises, swelling, and battered to the point of having some broken ribs and severe damage to his muscles. There was not much activity going on within his mind after being out since being at the safe haven and when Batman came for him.
Dick’s mind was at rest at some points through out the hours he had been out. But through out that sleep, Dick’s body would shake and shiver from his mind running through the torture in his head. The would often throw his head side to side. Sometimes even mumbling words that didn’t make much sense to those that might be listening. A painful expression often coming to his face through out the terror that would be running through his head.
After so many long hours, slowly he started to open his eyes. Dick’s left eye was a bit swollen, but it was less since the hours had passed. The bright light that hung over head lighting the area he was located. Dick slowly moved his head to the right side to see where he was. It was mostly dark around the area he was located, but he could make out the other glowing items through out the large area. There were computer screens and all sorts of things. The light above him giving everything in the surround area a shine to it. The medical trays and a wheel chair and crutches near by along with the medical instruments laying about placed neatly.
Something in his mind was telling him that he was in the Batcave. He could hear something beeping every few seconds as he lay there. Dick’s eyes traced a line that ran pass his head and to a machine that was monitoring his heart. His sight was slightly clearing from the past blurriness he had been seeing for some time. He could feel something clamped down on his index finger on his right hand as he lay there. It was the device transmitting the reading of his heart rate and beat to the machine.
Dick was coming out of the long sleep he had taken on after he had been given the sedatives back at the safe haven. His body had shut down itself and he had stayed in a longer sleep rather than waking when the sedatives wore off. He had slight memory of being partially wake at one time seeing blurs of other people around him and then he had blacked out again.
His mind still trying to place where he was, he didn’t trust his instinct at the moment. Thoughts and memories were racing through his head. He just wanted to to all be straightened out. As Dick started to become more alert to what was around him. His mind was still trying to piece things together.
Trying to shift his body, he felt a sharp pain from his ribs and was shocked to find that his wrists were restrained. He tried to move his legs only to felt that they were restrained as well. There was also a restraining belt that went over he chest to keep him down. A sheet covered his body as he lay on the medical bed, now wearing a pair of athletic shorts instead of what had been left of his suit.
Laying there, his mind was getting frustrated with the whole situation. He tried to jerk his right hand up, but the restrained kept him from doing so. Dick’s mind flashed back instantly and once again he began to lash out over being restrained. His mind was a bit more clear when it came to trying to move around, and so he started by struggling against the leg restrains. His muscles aching in pain as he yelled out in pain as he tried to move.
He fought against the restrain on his left wrist wanting to free himself. Continuing to kick out with his legs and trying to find away to slip his legs out from under the belt, he wasn’t having much luck. At most, he was pulling the cover off his body as he struggled.
Though he did make progress when he was finally able to slip his left wrist free of the restrain. Quickly his left hand moved to the restrain on his right wrist and unhooked it. He tore off the heart monitor device from his finger and continued to fight against the restrains. All the while the heart monitor sounded of not finding a pulse. Dick yelled out in pain as he tried to fight against the restraint across his chest. The sound of the alarm to the heart monitor was driving him back as well as the pain that was shooting through out his body as he tried to fight against the restrains.
Even when he tried to get to the release of the restraint, he was unable to find it along the belt. The release was long the side of the bed where he couldn’t reach it. Dick started to thrash about and fight against the restrains for a moment. Before he hit his wrist against the medal pole along the side of the bed. He cried out in pain as his muscle twanged at the sudden shock on the already damaged muscle.
His fight against the restrains only caused him more pain. And as the pain took over, Dick’s body became still again as he yelled out in pain and frustration. The call echoing out through out the cave. He closed his eyes for a moment. Where was he? What was going on? Why was he here? Dick just wanted to get out of here. His mind not yet putting two and two together to remember where he was now. But he had a nagging feeling he knew where he was. Yet, the flash back kept him from remember and clearing up his mind.
He became more subtle as he wore himself out in that short amount of time. His breathing heavy and his forehead covered in sweat. Dick just wanted to understand what was going on. There was the sound of foot steps coming again. This time almost in a rushed pace. Dick’s body tensed up in fear over who might be coming. There was fear in his blue eyes as he lay there looking off in the direction that someone was heading towards him. His body started to shiver as he lay there in the cold damp cave.
Dick’s mind was at rest at some points through out the hours he had been out. But through out that sleep, Dick’s body would shake and shiver from his mind running through the torture in his head. The would often throw his head side to side. Sometimes even mumbling words that didn’t make much sense to those that might be listening. A painful expression often coming to his face through out the terror that would be running through his head.
After so many long hours, slowly he started to open his eyes. Dick’s left eye was a bit swollen, but it was less since the hours had passed. The bright light that hung over head lighting the area he was located. Dick slowly moved his head to the right side to see where he was. It was mostly dark around the area he was located, but he could make out the other glowing items through out the large area. There were computer screens and all sorts of things. The light above him giving everything in the surround area a shine to it. The medical trays and a wheel chair and crutches near by along with the medical instruments laying about placed neatly.
Something in his mind was telling him that he was in the Batcave. He could hear something beeping every few seconds as he lay there. Dick’s eyes traced a line that ran pass his head and to a machine that was monitoring his heart. His sight was slightly clearing from the past blurriness he had been seeing for some time. He could feel something clamped down on his index finger on his right hand as he lay there. It was the device transmitting the reading of his heart rate and beat to the machine.
Dick was coming out of the long sleep he had taken on after he had been given the sedatives back at the safe haven. His body had shut down itself and he had stayed in a longer sleep rather than waking when the sedatives wore off. He had slight memory of being partially wake at one time seeing blurs of other people around him and then he had blacked out again.
His mind still trying to place where he was, he didn’t trust his instinct at the moment. Thoughts and memories were racing through his head. He just wanted to to all be straightened out. As Dick started to become more alert to what was around him. His mind was still trying to piece things together.
Trying to shift his body, he felt a sharp pain from his ribs and was shocked to find that his wrists were restrained. He tried to move his legs only to felt that they were restrained as well. There was also a restraining belt that went over he chest to keep him down. A sheet covered his body as he lay on the medical bed, now wearing a pair of athletic shorts instead of what had been left of his suit.
Laying there, his mind was getting frustrated with the whole situation. He tried to jerk his right hand up, but the restrained kept him from doing so. Dick’s mind flashed back instantly and once again he began to lash out over being restrained. His mind was a bit more clear when it came to trying to move around, and so he started by struggling against the leg restrains. His muscles aching in pain as he yelled out in pain as he tried to move.
He fought against the restrain on his left wrist wanting to free himself. Continuing to kick out with his legs and trying to find away to slip his legs out from under the belt, he wasn’t having much luck. At most, he was pulling the cover off his body as he struggled.
Though he did make progress when he was finally able to slip his left wrist free of the restrain. Quickly his left hand moved to the restrain on his right wrist and unhooked it. He tore off the heart monitor device from his finger and continued to fight against the restrains. All the while the heart monitor sounded of not finding a pulse. Dick yelled out in pain as he tried to fight against the restraint across his chest. The sound of the alarm to the heart monitor was driving him back as well as the pain that was shooting through out his body as he tried to fight against the restrains.
Even when he tried to get to the release of the restraint, he was unable to find it along the belt. The release was long the side of the bed where he couldn’t reach it. Dick started to thrash about and fight against the restrains for a moment. Before he hit his wrist against the medal pole along the side of the bed. He cried out in pain as his muscle twanged at the sudden shock on the already damaged muscle.
His fight against the restrains only caused him more pain. And as the pain took over, Dick’s body became still again as he yelled out in pain and frustration. The call echoing out through out the cave. He closed his eyes for a moment. Where was he? What was going on? Why was he here? Dick just wanted to get out of here. His mind not yet putting two and two together to remember where he was now. But he had a nagging feeling he knew where he was. Yet, the flash back kept him from remember and clearing up his mind.
He became more subtle as he wore himself out in that short amount of time. His breathing heavy and his forehead covered in sweat. Dick just wanted to understand what was going on. There was the sound of foot steps coming again. This time almost in a rushed pace. Dick’s body tensed up in fear over who might be coming. There was fear in his blue eyes as he lay there looking off in the direction that someone was heading towards him. His body started to shiver as he lay there in the cold damp cave.
