Talon, Raptor, Deathstroke, Midnighter, and Owlman having coffee together…
Midnighter: Nightwing is so hot right now he could take a crap, wrap it in tinfoil, put a couple fish hooks on it, and sell it to Ra’s al Ghul as earrings.
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Right before he got a taste of the infamous Dick Grayson temper…
Deathstroke: Nightwing, that’s a nice tan… But I’m surprised you get any sun at all, considering how much time you spend in Batman’s shadow.
Nightwing: *sees what Batman and Red Robin are up to* Tracking software? You’re spying on Damian!
Batman: Dick, keeping track of someone because you love them is not wrong. It shows you care.
[Scene cuts to Deathstroke on a nearby rooftop, listening in via a bugging device attached to the Batmobile]
Deathstroke: That’s right, my dear Dick Grayson. *sinister laugh* Soon, you’ll be mine.
[Scene cuts to two FBI agents in a surveillance truck]
FBI Agent #1: *observing Deathstroke via a spy camera* Keep talking, creepo.
FBI Agent #2: Every word buys you a year in the slammer.
Nightwing: *sees what Batman and Red Robin are up to* Tracking software? You’re spying on Damian!
Batman: Dick, keeping track of someone because you love them is not wrong. It shows you care.
[Scene cuts to Deathstroke on a nearby rooftop, listening in via a bugging device attached to the Batmobile]
Deathstroke: That’s right, my dear Dick Grayson. *sinister laugh* Soon, you’ll be mine.
[Scene cuts to two FBI agents in a surveillance truck]
FBI Agent #1: *observing Deathstroke via a spy camera* Keep talking, creepo.
FBI Agent #2: Every word buys you a year in the slammer.
Right before he got a taste of the infamous Dick Grayson temper…
Deathstroke: Nightwing, that’s a nice tan… But I’m surprised you get any sun at all, considering how much time you spend in Batman’s shadow.
Talon/Owlman/Deathstroke: Stand with me or fall with him. Choose, son.
Nightwing: I will always choose Batman.
Nightwing: *sees what Batman and Red Robin are up to* Tracking software? You’re spying on Damian!
Batman: Dick, keeping track of someone because you love them is not wrong. It shows you care.
[Scene cuts to Deathstroke on a nearby rooftop, listening in via a bugging device attached to the Batmobile]
Deathstroke: That’s right, my dear Dick Grayson. *sinister laugh* Soon, you’ll be mine.
[Scene cuts to two FBI agents in a surveillance truck]
FBI Agent #1: *observing Deathstroke via a spy camera* Keep talking, creepo.
FBI Agent #2: Every word buys you a year in the slammer.
Right before he got a taste of the infamous Dick Grayson temper…
Deathstroke: Nightwing, that’s a nice tan… But I’m surprised you get any sun at all, considering how much time you spend in Batman’s shadow.
Talon, Raptor, Deathstroke, Midnighter, and Owlman having coffee together…
Midnighter: Nightwing is so hot right now he could take a crap, wrap it in tinfoil, put a couple fish hooks on it, and sell it to Ra’s al Ghul as earrings.