<div class="floatleft">(http://momentummoonlight.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/themanhasstyle.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Richard ‘Dick’ Grayson<br/><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong>Nightwing<br/><strong>Affiliation:</strong>The Bat family<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Saturday the 17th of October 2015, 19:35<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Fish Mooney's Bar | North Gotham<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Megan, Conner, Open<br/><hr/><br/>“Ah, Conner, at this rate you’ll be jaywalking by the end of the year.” He said with an affection noogie on the younger, and taller, man. Much as the two kidded around, Dick really did like Conner. Superman has always been an inspiration to Dick, proof that fighting crime from the darkness wasn’t the only way. And now, the closest thing Superman would probably ever get to a son, and Dick was helping to raise him.<br/><br/>The people who helped create Conner, Cadmus, had filled his head with memories from Superman’s life to help him become a better puppet for their needs. But they’d neglected to give him any knowledge on what it meant to be from Krypton, on how important the culture of his home was to Superman. So Dick, who’d grown up hearing stories of Krypton from Superman, (hell, Nightwing was the name Superman gave him from an old Kryptonian superhero) had taken it upon himself to teach Conner about his father’s home planet.<br/><br/>Granted, it was like trying to teach someone Judaism when all you had to go on was a Jewish friend you had in high school, but Dick relished the challenge. It gave him a new subject to explore, new things to research, so that he could stay one step ahead and help Conner find out about that important part of his heritage. Dick was already planning a trip to the fortress of Solitude for Conner's birthday.<br/><br/>While they weren’t close enough to be father or son, it did feel like he was Conner's older brother. Not necessarily the same way he felt about Jason. And certainly not the same way he felt about M’gann, who was almost like a sister to him. Except he would feel very wrong for fantasizing about a sister like he did about M’gann.<br/><br/>And he probably wouldn’t have as much fun teasing M’gann if she was his sister. Though maybe he might… Like everyone else at the table, he’d never had siblings to speak of, at least not siblings by blood. That was interesting thing that bonded together many superheros, the idea that familial bonds weren’t necessarily with the people you were related to. So many heroes had lost family members, but ended up forging bonds that were just as powerful with other heroes. Jason and Dick may have fought like devils, but they also loved each other and would risk their lives to protect the other.<br/><br/>That was how Dick saw most of the superhero community, one big family of people who weren’t actually related. Like people in a club together, they might fight, they might fuck, they might hate each other’s guts, but at the end of the day they would always have each other’s backs.<br/><br/>Which was why Dick always found himself cracking jokes with the other heroes, to remind to lighten up, to let them know that it was okay to have some fun. And M’gann looked like she could do with having a weight lifted from her mind.<br/><br/>“Say Conner, do you know what we used to call Megan back in School?” Dick asked in a stage whisper, looking at Megan with twinkling eyes even as he asked Conner the question. M’gann was many things, but above taking the bait was rarely one of them. Any second now she’d look up at him with a mortified expression on her face, Silently (or not so silently) pleading to not let Conner know.<br/><br/>“What was it, the tomato? Anytime anybody did anything remotely sexual, Megan here would blush so hard we assumed she was gonna pass out.”<br/>As if to prove his point, Dick laid out a two-pronged assault. He whispered something in her ear, while at the same time giving her a one way mental communication that only she could hear.<br/><br/>“Remember my butt? I’ve been told it look better nowadays”<br/><em>‘I think you’d feel luckier if Conner and I were both in one your places. Wasn't that an old fantasy of yours? Except it used to be me and wally?’</em>