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Dick Grayson has too many siblings (onatightrope) wrote in wariscoming,

Dick's brows knitted together as Dark held onto him a little longer than normal. What was that about? Was that a part of the power he'd been reading about? If it was Dark was in for a bit of disappointment really assuming Zatanna's charm worked. Her powers really were something else. He was usually wary of magic and all things magic related, but Zatanna had been little bit helpful since he'd met her, and she was family. She'd treated him like a brother and in turn he would always be there if she needed him. Oh he had plenty of fears and worries, but that amulet did a good job of blocking many of them from Dark's abilities on that night. He would have to remember to thank Zatanna later.

There were very few people in that park which could go either way for Dick. It meant if he needed to he could fight back should something happen he would have more than enough space to defend himself. That was all he had planned if necessary. He was fit, he looked to be at the top of his game for a man in his early twenties. His body type suggested agility and his background in the areal arts screamed it.

"I have to admit, the name alone has my attention." Any showman would appreciate that. That was what they lived for after all, the attention of the audience. He smiled fondly at the memories of the carnival. "It's been a few years since I've performed but I remember it. There was nothing that made me happier." He felt like he could relate to Dark on some levels.

That was dangerous. Letting his guard down was not an option. "I've been reading up on you Mr.Dark. I know about your power. If I agree to this partnership what does that mean for me in regards to it. What's the catch?" He was trying to be civil but he was worried.