"Hey kid," grinned Dick. "Happy to see me?"
"Nightwing! Why are you here?" asked Robin.
"Hostage situation, apparently. Come on, we've gotta secure the release of hostages."
"It's already taken care of," growled Batman, as he entered the room. Nightwing couldn't help but notice that Batman had several holes in his cape, and looked slightly beaten.
"I don't understand," muttered Nightwing. "What's going on?"
"We tracked members of the Society of Shadows in Gotham a couple weeks ago, and managed to deduce that they were planning some kind of stint. Since they already know our identities, Robin volunteered to wear several tracers and allowed himself to get caught so we could identify their position. While presumably you disabled the security system, I stopped the elevators to allow them only one route of escape. As soon as they realized what was going on and tried to escape through the emergency stairs, I apprehended all of them but wasn't able to procure any information."
"You mean they killed themselves before you could force any info out of them," stated Nightwing.
"So what's next?" asked Robin.
"There's not much left we can do here. The police will be entering soon, so we should vacate the area," suggested Batman. "Nightwing: You're familiar with Ra's Al Ghul and his tactics. If you wanted to aid us in our efforts, we would accept the help."
"You know I'd rather not, Batman... but I'll do it in the interest of saving lives on one condition: I follow my own rules. I'm your partner, someone to be respected and not ordered around. As long as you can cope with that, I'll help you out." Without uttering another word, Nightwing leaped out of the window and grappled to a building that was adjacent to where his bike was hidden.
"So... uh... he used to be Robin, right?" asked Robin.
"Yes," answered Batman.
"What happened?"
"Things changed."
Robin knew that he wouldn't get any more than that out of Batman.
"Nightwing! Why are you here?" asked Robin.
"Hostage situation, apparently. Come on, we've gotta secure the release of hostages."
"It's already taken care of," growled Batman, as he entered the room. Nightwing couldn't help but notice that Batman had several holes in his cape, and looked slightly beaten.
"I don't understand," muttered Nightwing. "What's going on?"
"We tracked members of the Society of Shadows in Gotham a couple weeks ago, and managed to deduce that they were planning some kind of stint. Since they already know our identities, Robin volunteered to wear several tracers and allowed himself to get caught so we could identify their position. While presumably you disabled the security system, I stopped the elevators to allow them only one route of escape. As soon as they realized what was going on and tried to escape through the emergency stairs, I apprehended all of them but wasn't able to procure any information."
"You mean they killed themselves before you could force any info out of them," stated Nightwing.
"So what's next?" asked Robin.
"There's not much left we can do here. The police will be entering soon, so we should vacate the area," suggested Batman. "Nightwing: You're familiar with Ra's Al Ghul and his tactics. If you wanted to aid us in our efforts, we would accept the help."
"You know I'd rather not, Batman... but I'll do it in the interest of saving lives on one condition: I follow my own rules. I'm your partner, someone to be respected and not ordered around. As long as you can cope with that, I'll help you out." Without uttering another word, Nightwing leaped out of the window and grappled to a building that was adjacent to where his bike was hidden.
"So... uh... he used to be Robin, right?" asked Robin.
"Yes," answered Batman.
"What happened?"
"Things changed."
Robin knew that he wouldn't get any more than that out of Batman.
