Time Reveals All Things

A Mysterious Woman

"I can't wait to get back home and get into a nice bath! These guys were really workin' us today, huh?" Nightwing flashes a smile at an unimpressed Damian as he tosses the last street thug of the night on top of the two other bodies of who he assumes is the boss's lackeys.

Damian folds his arms across his chest and huffs, "Tch! I think today was a little too easy don't you think Grayson?" Nightwing let's out huff and puts his finger on his lips in a hushing gesture, "Shh! You'll jinx us baby bird—" Nightwing ducks as a rock is thrown... or kicked at his head, looking up to see a seething Robin—"Don't call me that!"

Nightwing rests a hand on his chin and leans on it, "You know you could've badly hurt me with that you know?" And before Damian can interject they hear a much deeper voice from above them.

"I think that was the point Chicken wing. You know how the little demon brat gets when he's tired... must have not gotten his nap in today." Nightwing sighs at the mocking voice of Red Hood and puts his hand up to stop Damian from leaping over and attacking the antagonistic young man.

"Hey, hey, hey! Cut it out Hood—Damian!" Nightwing grabs onto the small boy's wrist as said boy was gonna throw his sword at a still laughing Jason's chest. "We do not throw our weapons! Look, we need to report our mission to Batman. And I am NOT reporting a dead body to him... so please, lower any weapons right now!"

The usually happy man sighs in relief at Robin sheathing his sword and instead glaring at Jason like he could murder him... which I guess him imagining it is better than acting on it. And before Nightwing can ask where anyone else is, he hears Stephanie's voice come in through his comm.

"Oy! Richy Rich, we got a situation down here at Gotham Museum. I don't really know how serious of a threat this person actually poses... but they claim to be some magic user?"

Nightwing sighs at the nickname from Spoiler and the fact he was hoping tonight would've been an easy night, but it seems like they won't be resting for a few more hours... depending on how things go of course. "Alright Spoiler. You did the right thing... keep your eye on them for now and we'll be there in... three minutes?" The acrobatic man jumps at the sound of a motorcycle being revved up and looks over to see Jason smirking at him competitively.

"I betcha I could make it in one-minute!"

Before Nightwing can tell him not to break too many laws, he watches as the large figure quickly gets smaller in the distance and hears the sound of his own bike starting up, startled to see Damian already driving away. "Wait! You aren't legal to drive yet! Robin!" Throwing his hands up in defeat and watching the temperamental boy get smaller and smaller he now decides it might take him a bit longer to get to the Museum.

Before he can grapple onto the building above him, Dick turns at the soft tap on his shoulder and almost punches whatever thing could be behind him, but finds himself relaxing at seeing Cassandra smiling up at him. The kindest bat family member next to Alfred he thinks saying one important word to him, "Ride?"

Nightwing smiles and looks over to the young gir'ls black bike parked outside the alleyway, "You are a lifesaver Black Bat. I'd love a ride!"

———Gotham Museum———

"Yeah, we'll be good B! I promise I will contact you if we need help again. You focus on what you are doing-huh? It'll be me, Black Bat, Red Hood, Red Robin, Spoiler and Robin... I think that's enough people to me. Yes, Batman. Of course Batman... uh-huh Batman, catch you later!" Nightwing smiles at Black Bat, although quickly looking confused when he doesn't see any sign of Hood, Red or Robin.

Black Bat gives a sly smile at Nightwing while motioning for him to follow her, "Arrived first. Find Spoiler first too." Nightwing trails after the stealthy girl in bafflement, I mean... he knows she is skilled but the fact that she managed to arrive first and hear about their bet? That's pretty cool.