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ofdarknight​:

BRUCE + TERRY

Bruce was working on the bat computer trying to track what had been the cause of this recent attack on New York city when the voice cut through his thoughts. “Where else would I be Terry?” He called back with no really heat to his voice after all he was a man of simply pleasures and a normal schedule to be honest

He finished up the clip of a video some news station had been able to grab on the incident before turning to look at the young male sighing. “So what you are saying is you need me to help fix your suit given my sheer brilliance in such matters?” He teased the other moving to grab the suit taking in the damage “You set this thing on fire?”

Terry looked over to the screen where the news clip was playing. He had been there in the heat of it, with Nightwing. They barely made it out alive, just narrowly escaping in the bat-mobile before it was all over. “Well I kinda thought who better to fix it than the man himself,” he replied. “I mean, you did design it, or will design it, I guess.” 

He stood next to Bruce as they viewed the damage. “It was the parademons,” he started to explain. “I was there, with Dick. We couldn’t escape them. Everywhere we went they were there. They got me pretty good,” He said placing his hand on his chest where the Parademons had cut him. “I was thinking, if the mask isn’t too damaged, we could pull the footage. I got a pretty good view of how things went down.”

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DICK + TERRY

cont. from here!

@graysonsnxghtwxng​

Terry never got used to seeing Dick, at least not like this. In Terry’s time his Nightwing days were long behind him.  “Sorry, thing’s a bit retro. Not as fast as I’m used to,” He teased as he dodged an attack from a parademon. Another one made a pounce for Terry, but he was quicker landing a kick on it’s chin, sending it flying back. A third and fourth Parademon came at Terry, one of them grabbed him from the back while the other made a slash at Terry giving him a cut across his chest. He winced in pain before grabbing the parademon from behind him to throw into the one in front. More kept coming and at this rate he had no idea how much longer they could last.  

Just as things seemed hopeless for the duo, the roar of the Batmobile became audoble just before it quickly raced around a corner and took at a group of parademons before stopping in front of them. Terry quickly jumped into car and waited for the other before speeding off. “Looks like we might have a chance.”

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“You know what they say, just another day in paradise,” Terry replied with a grin as he dodged an attack from a parademon before knocking it into the air with an uppercut. Another demon made a quick lunge for Terry, but he was quicker. He deployed his just as he activated his boot thrusters, propelling him into the air. This caused three parademons to take off into the air after Terry. 

He quickly fired three batarangs from wrist, each cutting off a wing of a parademon causing them to crash into the ground. “There’s too many of these things,” Terry said as he landed next to the other before joining him again in the fight. “I think I have something that can help,” he said as he pressed a button on his belt. “Bat-mobile will be in here five minutes. just gotta stay alive ‘til then.”

@assemblestarter​

it was good to be home - even better to feel the pride he feels for protecting his home. even if it was from demons. “so much for a vacation,” he pulled out his batons, flinging them and letting the electricity spark slightly. “going high!” he called to whoever was near, going on top of something to jump off and take down a demon that was near them. the adrenaline always felt good.

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BRUCE + TERRY

@ofdarknight

“Hey you down here, old man?” Terry called down to the cave. He made his descent down the stairs into the main room of the cave with backpack in hand. His suit had gotten quite damaged from his nightly work as Batman and it really needed repairs.

Terry made his way into the cave where he was now faced with the other. It felt like every time he saw Bruce the image of him as an old man flashed in his head. He still hasn’t gotten quite used to seeing him like this. “Suit’s trashed, Bruce. I can’t fix it alone,” he said as he pulled the damaged suit from his backpack.