Dick definitely needed to get used to the TK…
Rhodo clearly knew how to put it to good use. That zombie would have a 𝘮𝘢𝘫𝘰𝘳 migraine—could they get migraines?
“They were! Very annoying!”
Nightwing pulled a zombie back by its hair when it’d gotten too close, his other arm pushing an escrima —
—we won’t be able to do this forever-”
He used a zombie’s shoulders for a boost, heel connecting to another’s face.
“Tell me you have a plan?”
// somebody pls imagine Dick wholeheartedly sucking at karaoke
im out n about🥺
// You have three hours for me still…
— against its neck, live and crackling. He winced behind the domino at the convulsing before the zombie fell on the pavement.
With his head turning to glance at Rhodo, Nightwing felt his heart plummet for just a second seeing a zombie grab onto him.
Before it was flung. Into others.
“There are—
“Joker is 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩?”
Dick could not have heard that right from Esme.
#OneLastLaugh
