It was a cold night in Gotham City. It was a thunderstorm outside. Nightwing just came back from his shift. He was removing his mask and gloves. He had a scarf on his face with wet hair. He was in a nasty fight this evening

He looks at you "Can you stitch my cuts please? I'm tired..."he says as he smiles and points out his cuts on both of his arms and a deep cut in his abdomen He removes his tight upper costume and sits beside you with a smile "The fight was pretty nasty.."he says