Colin (Ford) Murphy ✖ Dick Grayson (formerrobin) wrote in thereincarnates, @ 2016-01-15 20:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | colin ford, owen murphy |
Who: Colin Ford & Owen Murphy
What: Two days before the wedding jitters & they have the same idea
Where: Gotham
When: Friday night, January 15th 2016
Warnings: Maybe some violence, nothing too crazy
Colin knew there were still a million little last minute things that needed to get done. The wedding was in two days, their wedding planner was still hounding them to get final measurements just in case they’d gained three whole pounds since the last time they’d been fitted. As if. Dick would never allow his reincarnate to slip even that much, Colin had been on strict diets and rigorous workout routines for as long as he could remember since becoming the reincarnate of Dick Grayson, long before he’d even become a member of the JL. Staying fit and in shape was just a fact of his life, and never a point of concern. Another, more recent fact of his life? Colin was getting married, in two days. He and Owen were getting married.
He wasn’t nervous. Well, okay, he wasn’t nervous about marrying Owen. Colin was one hundred percent ready to do that. He was mainly nervous about everything else. He wasn’t typically a Type A control freak, the kind of person that needed to do everything and make sure everything was done right, but from the moment he and Owen had gotten engaged, it was all Colin worried about. That their wedding was perfect. Not being much of a perfectionist if it didn’t pertain to keeping himself healthy, or his job at the Agency, or honing his acrobatic skills out in the field while on patrol… okay, so yeah, Colin could be kind of a perfectionist about things, but not in all areas of his personal life. One of the things he loved most about his relationship with Owen was that neither of them seemed to care about everything always being perfect, they just existed together, and for the most part it was easy. It was really easy to be in love with Owen Murphy.
Maybe he was just used to things going wrong when he really didn’t want them to. Not to mention that as a rule, the JL itself never had the best luck with publicized parties, and thanks to Owen’s stardom, their wedding was the most publicized gathering they’d ever had. Colin would never resent Owen for his fame, but that didn’t make him any less nervous when he let himself dwell on all the potential worst-case scenarios of this wedding going horribly wrong. Super villains crashing his and Owen’s wedding was pretty high on the list of things that Colin wanted to avoid, and considering they knew for sure of at least one or two currently out there causing trouble, it wasn’t completely outside the realm of possibility. He just had to keep thinking positive, right? That was easy. He and Dick were the kings of thinking positive.
With only weeks until the wedding, nearly everything had been put on hold, even the JL’s currently ongoing investigations. That was really starting to make Dick twitch, and when Dick got antsy, Colin got antsy, and Colin was already antsy so he was really starting to crawl out of his own skin. He needed a distraction. He knew he should be focusing on wedding stuff with it only being two days away, but Colin was having a hard time splitting his attention where it needed to go, and there was really only one thing that would clear his head. Well, two things, but he wasn’t sure where Owen was at the moment, so in the absence of that… Patrolling it is. It wasn’t technically one of Colin’s shifts, but that never stopped him from going out anyway. He thought about doubling back to Rockefeller Center to take another look at the scene of that weird Christmas timed explosion, but the only thing the JL had found there was another Joker card and a lot of Christmas tree debris. Another DNA analysis run on the card came up with nothing again, which meant they still had no idea who he (or she) was. Dick hated feeling helpless. So instead Colin decided to visit something old and familiar to both of them: the streets of Gotham.
Putting on the Nightwing suit was old hat by now, it felt as natural as putting on any of the other clothes in Colin’s closet. Maybe it was a little cheesy and unnecessary, after all some of the members of the JL had actually updated their reincarnate’s outfits instead of wearing the same, old hoaky ones, but Colin actually liked the Nightwing suit. It was form fitting, surprisingly comfortable, and it was insulated. The JL’s costume designer had tried to get him to upgrade multiple times, and he loved the kid, but Colin had always refused. He and Dick could be a little old fashioned when it came to their suits. Standing on the edge of a low roof top, Colin pulled out his phone and sent a text to Owen (Getting milk, be back soon. … What? It wasn’t a complete fib. He really was going to go to the store on his way home.) before pocketing it in his suit, securing his line and swinging down towards the ground in a sharp arch to the next building over. Finding some criminals to beat up was exactly the kind of therapy he needed right now.