Birds of a Feather [Robin]

[Dick Grayson - Nightwing]

Gotham City. Didn't take him long to get back to the streets. Seems he has been stopping out there several times within a few weeks. Between the gang work and keeping the crime in Bludhaven in check and some of the Gotham scum from trading off with them. It had been quite a busy few months now.

Though there were a few breaks here and there. Meeting up with others to keep the Dick Grayson image as well. But after Jason's death. It has been some time...

The tension between them all. The walls between Bruce. The tension from Barbara. But there was someone who was no so affected by the tragedy of the event from some time ago.

Tim was new to this all. It had taken some convincing from several sides to get Bruce to give Tim a chance. Dick hadn't checked in much since then.

Only keeping tabs with Barbara occasionally. Though it still wasn't the easiest to talk with her since they had broken up. But since then, Dick had moved one since then.

He had to keep moving and pushing himself to move on. But he saw at time Bruce as stuck. Stuck within the grey of grief, mourning, and some what blaming other, but more so himself in silence.

Tim seemed to be bringing Bruce out of that. Giving him something of a chance to move on. Something he needed. To keep his focus. Tim brought that as he wanted to do this.

Nightwing had left his bike a while away and had had travel by rooftop for a bit. He headed toward the sub metro as he made his way across the city.

He had passed a familiar sight of the red bike he had once driven around this city. Though now modified a bit. He knew where to look when he wanted to track someone down. He was glad he hadn't run into Batman that night.

This was more of a check in than a case related activity. Within the hour he was there, he had tracked down where Robin might be.

He stopped once he got to a water tower on one of the higher buildings and looked out for a moment. He knew he was close. Robin was withing range. Then he saw movement on a near by rooftop headed away, toward the north.

A smirk came to Nightwing face as he knew he could catch up and cut him off with ease.

Nightwing made the move to stay a block away and cut in, moving fast. And soon enough he found himself in waiting on a rooftop a bit ahead of Robin. But it did not take long to get his attention and for Robin to get there moments after Nightwing had.

"On patrol or just a training night," he asked the younger boy.

[drake]

Tim felt like he was finally getting the streets down packed. Most of them, anyway. There were a few areas that he couldn't go without Batman because Bruce didn't want him coming in contact with the real nasty crooks. But this street he was on now hadn't been solidly held by a gang in quite a while. And that wasn't to say that there wasn't gang activity, just that it was smaller gangs trying to secure some terf rather than an established force.

So far he hadn't been able to find anything he needed to check into. He had almost crashed in on what turned out to just be a woman yelling in excitement over a present her husband had gotten her. That would have been awkward.

Batman had given him a vague set of instructions. A general area and a few profiles that he should look out for, but very little explicit instruction aside from the usual speech that could be summed up with the words “don't die and don't let anyone else die.” Which was good advice and he certainly wasn't going to go against it. And most of all, he understood why Batman gave him a new version of that same speech at least once a week.

He continued to press on, never staying in one area longer than he had to. His colorful costume didn't blend in to most surroundings, so his stealth postures always had an expiration time. And it seemed he may have messed up. He saw the figure in front of him and his body instantly started to change into danger mode, which gave him a small chemical backlash when he realized who it was that had caught onto his trail.

A visit from Nightwing hadn't been covered in the briefing earlier, so Tim felt it was a safe bet that this rendezvous hadn't been planned by the head hauncho. He shook his head in amusement at himself and he smiled a little at the question. “It's getting harder to tell the difference. That's a good thing, right?” He asked.

He knew Robins weren't supposed to get star struck, but he still did every time he had a moment to reflect on the fact he was working with the Batman. And right now, he was having a friendly conversation with the original Robin, the one who had finished off sidekick school and made it to the solo big leagues.

The boy wonder leaned lightly against the wall to the stairwell. “How long did it take before you got a real assignment?”

[Dick Grayson - Nightwing]

Dick had to smirk at the reaction he got out of Tim as he had caught him off guard. He knew Batman would had said something about that had he known the reaction. But Dick was going to let it slide. He wasn't there to criticize Tim over the work for the night.

"That all depends on what work he is giving you and how much grunt work as well," Dick replied.

"One of the many great things about when Batgirl came a long...The grunt work started to become her job as well to proof herself," he smiled as he said this jokingly.

Nightwing stood tall before the boy. Though he was a few inches shorter than Batman himself. Looking down at the younger boy it was still a reminder of how far he had come. The days as Robin didn't seem that long ago. But he was more than thankful to be on his own now.

"I'd have to say a couple of months on a lower level case compare to the stuff we took on together," he replied to the boy. "But I was much younger than you at the time. And lucky for him, he didn't have to teach me much in the fighting skills combined with my acrobatics. What does he have you doing now? Standard patrol of petty crime control? By the looks of it and the street he's given you...you're on your way there."

Though Dick knew Bruce was taking extra caution now a days. After what happened to Jason. Tim was lucky to be going out this far already. It just surprised Dick because of how things when down over Jason's death.

But he knew with Tim as Robin, Bruce wouldn't have to worry so much. Though that was the thing about Bruce, you could never stop his feeling like he had to protect everyone around him. Not a bad thing. But if something did happen, he would find away to turn the blame around as well as blame himself for it.

He had learned that much over time. Dick knew how to read Bruce better than any of the others in the Bat-family. All but Alfred of course. But he had gotten an understanding over most of how Bruce would deal with something.

And like even now. He was sure Bruce already had information that Nightwing was in town for an unannounced visit. Something that might not go over well with Batman if he knew he was in contact with Robin. Not that he'd do or say anything to steer Tim's training or put ideas into his head. But Dick was sure Bruce was keeping an eye on such things.