Nov 16, 2010 09:02
[Open on an empty room. The window off to the side is open and after a moment a shadowed figure appears in it. Then promptly stumbles inside. Nightwing's been out wrangling a wolf -- or at least trying to -- and it shows. He followed it as best he could even after his own failed attempt to bring it down until he found out it had been killed and now he's ready to just go to sleep for a week or so.
He limps over to the bed and strips off a sheet before sitting down and looking over the makeshift cast he wrapped around his arm. The worst part is trying to pull off his glove and tunic to really get at that nasty looking wolf-bite, but with a lot of grunting, clenched teeth, and deep breathing he manages not to pass out. Cradling that arm to his scarred chest, he pulls out a Wingarang from his the gauntlet in his glove and starts tearing up the sheet to rebandage his arm.]
With my luck that thing probably had rabies too . . .
dawn summers,
!dick grayson,
lust,
jason todd