YoungJustice-Season3

Blüdhaven November 23rd, 2017 19:42 EST It was near nightfall, but by the oncoming and cloudy snow storm it seemed darker than the usual night. Across the icy rooftops of the crime-ridden city (a corruption and decay that makes Gotham look like Metropolis in comparison), Nightwing was hurrying along them. His acrobatic skills came in handy, as he traversed with great agility across watertowers, ventilation and other assorted instruments lined in his path. He hurdled off the roof of one highrise, landing on the side of a skyscraper and sliding down off, as if he were surfing the steel and glass building. By the sheer thrust of gravity h

Star City June 28th, 2017 10:02pm PST "We're honored, to be granted this audience..." it was genuine respect, not sarcasm, reflecting in Zatanna's tone. She and Black Canary were dressed in chic attire, sitting in the upstairs office above a loud and boppin' nightclub. "The honor... is mine, actually" a voice said from a swivle chair behind the desk facing the heroines. It was adorned with totems and other occult trinkets. "We know how busy you are-" "And how hard it is to find you" Black Canary added with thinnly veiled contempt, "Even when it seems you're operating right under my nose". That last bit earned a stifled laugh from the man