Date: 2006-11-13 08:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] -nightwing-.livejournal.com
He lands back on his feet in a low crouch, the whites of his lenses narrowed and ominous in the darkness. His posture coiled like an overwound spring.

First blood. That felt good.

It's not the Nightwing he knows who responds with a dark sneer.

You first.

And then he's lunging at him once more.
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