[KEY: "Talking" *Comms* (thoughts)]
*Robin to team, I think I got something over here. I'm going in.*
*Robin wait for backup. Batgirl and I are on our way.*
Nightwing grapples to the adjacent building and sees Robin already in a fight on the ground. Batgirl swings up next to him and jumps down to help out. Nightwing doesn't leave the rooftop though. He scans the docks, wondering why there are so many people here and what they are defending. He chuckles internally as he sees boxes marked for the circus. The Haly international traveling circus. The very circus he grew up in as a flying Grayson. He swings down behind a crate and waits for an opportunity to strike. He hops over the crate and attacks, catching a hired hand off guard. His sneak attack is unnoticed by the cheep hired guards who are too busy fighting the other two vigilantes.
*Batgirl to Wingnut. When you're done pouting we could use the backup.*
He grapples a guard to him and knocks it unconscious. He joins the fight with Robin and Batgirl and soon all of the guards are either unconscious or groaning in pain. Batgirl kicks one who's groaning as she walks over to Nightwing. "Don't worry the stinging goes away when you go unconscious."
He chuckles at her joke as she taunts the thug as he pulls the lid off the crates marked for the circus. Robin walks up twirling his bo staff. "What is it?"
"Haly's. The international circus comes to Gotham once every few years. Only this isn't their stuff."
Nightwing pulls a high powered dendrotoxin pistol out of the crate. "It's much bigger than a trapeze act."
"We should get it to Batman. He'll be able to trace it. Maybe it's the work of Joker, with the circus theme that he loves so much." Batgirl suggests that they take the weapons to Batman. Lately she and Bruce have been acting weird. Batman is having a hard time focusing on missions and Nightwing is pretty sure it's because of his budding relationship with Barbara. Nightwing has let a few comments slide when working with Bruce in the cave, all of which have been answered by a glare or the occasional grunt. "Uh hello? Earth to Nightwing?"
He snaps out of his daydream of his days in the circus. His parents and the days he could fly through the air. "Right. I'm certain that Batman would expect us to handle this on our own but if you would like to contact him, be my guest. I'm going to visit the circus."
Nightwing grapples up to the rooftops and takes off into the night. "God I hate it when he does that."
"So we're not involving Batman?" Robin asks as he scratches his head. Batgirl remotely calls her motorcycle and waits for Robin to get on. "We're going back to the cave."