1644/Wake up, Wing.

Wake up, Wing.
Date of Scene:	25 July 2017
Location:	Batcave, Gotham City
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Nightwing, Batman

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Nightwing has posed:
    In the medical bay of the Bat Cave, Dick Grayson has been recovering for the last few days. It took long hours of effort to get him out of danger, and even more hours for him to recover from that catastrophic patrol that saw him not only putting Damian in danger, but left him so injured. Yet enough days had passed and signs had been good as to his recovery, though it'l be some time for the stitches and internal damage to be recovered fully.
    Yet the sensors began to pick up the heightened readings as to his brainwaves and circulatory system, the signals picking up as he begins to come back to the land of the living. Eventually, there on that medical bed, Grayson opens his eyes slowly, barely to slits as he turns his head away fro the shine of what lights are nearby, frowning to himself as he takes a deep breath.

Batman has posed:
Bruce is standing over he looking down at Nightwing. He doesn't have the Batsuit on, but you can tell from his look he is not amused. Good news is he doesn't have a pillow in his hands or anything, but he looks down at Nightwing with that look that he would know well that disapointing look that he always has when someone returns injured. He is quiet for a long moment letting Grayson regain his wits about him, and figure out where he is at before he sarts. "You know what I am going to say Dick.. If you can not protect him, I am going to remove Damian from your care." then falls silent again watching his reaction arms crossed infront of him as he looks at the man.

Finally he continues, "You should know to check all your basis.. I thought I tought you better detective skills then to run in blindly to something you don't understand. You are lucky he was there, or you would of died... I want you to consider that carefully. I know you have always been.. stubbern, but you have never dragged others down with you before this. I hope to not make this a common occurance." then he falls back to silence once again staring at him with that same look. He doesn't give a I am glad your okay, or does it look like he worries as to Batman the risk is over now that he is in recovery, and it is not a time to worry about his condition.

Nightwing has posed:
    "I understand," Nightwing says and shakes his head slowly, wincing a little as he shies from the light, "In this town, I should expect things to go south quickly." The young vigilante frowns and he takes another deep breath, grimacing at the faint pain and sensation of the stitches. He glances aside at the intravenous medicine dispenser, frowns, but then does not trigger it as he looks back towards Bruce.
    "I thought I had the bases covered. Hadn't seen that thing before. But you always say expect the unexpected." A grimace as he is able to snake a hand out from under the covers and touches it to his brow, frowning under his hand and adding. "I was trying to save him. I'm lucky he was there to save me."

Batman has posed:
Batman nods looking at him, he doesn't try to stop Nightwing from moving it was the pain he had to live with for the choices he made. Of course he wouldn't let him go too far, but little things he didn't even flinch when Nightwing is in obvious pain. "Good... Well then comes the consequences of your actions. First, you are not to go on any missions not approved by myself with Damian again.. He is League trained but a long ways to go before he becomes a Bat." he looks at Nightwing as he talks not really asking. "Second.. You will return to your detective training.. Small objective noticing on the Batcomputer.. I have a few new programs set specificly for this you will complete them all." he holds up a hand. "I am not saying you are going to become a Robin again... But if you want to continue in Gotham you will do this."

He is silent for a bit before he gets to the last conditions.. He knew this was going to be the one he fought the most... "You are going to stay there till healed... I will not listen to Alfred complaining about how I let you lose once again way too early so you will stay in that bed." he adds continue to look at him.. He says finally, and sternly.. "To go back to the streets, you must beat me in a fight.. I will not hold back, and if you can not do it... You will not leave." and then falls to silence. That was no easy feat, even healed it would be extremly difficult. In his state it was most likely impossible for now so he was stuck here unless Batman himself would fight him off putting him back into the bed making how long he was here even longer.

Nightwing has posed:
    Squinting a bit as he looks upwards, Nightwing says levelly, some hint of steel entering his voice. "Bruce, I am not your little soldier to order around anymore." He glances over towards the computer. "I didn't spend the last few years busting my hump only to come back and have you throw homework at me." His eyes narrow as the list grows, his expression sharpening as he gets that first growl under his breath. "You can keep the ultimatums. If this is a do what I say because you're under my roof, then that can be fixed."
    And as he says that he reaches over scowling at the IV in his arm, pulling at the tape holding it in place.

Batman has posed:
Bruce leans down, and pushes against Nightwings shoulder of the arm that is trying to remove the tape.. he isn't holding back his strength so it might hurt.. He ment for it to hurt. "You almost died because you screwed up.. I am not telling you to come back as my soldier, but if you do not want homework then do not be dragged to my home near death." he gives the shoulder a squeeze, "I don't care how much you have worked out there, because it only takes once... One time of being too slow, one time of stepping in the wrong situation unprepaired.. And that is it.. Your gone, and I have to explain to all the others why you are now dead." finally releasing him.

He glares at you.. "Do the work, show you are can show me that you can do what you say you can do, and I will leave you alone. Don't and I will drag you back to this bed until I am sure you can." he shakes his head at him.. "Admit this is your fault, and do what you can to move forward from there, because jumping into a situation you are not ready for is what got you her in the first place."

Nightwing has posed:
    Wincing sharply, Dick pulls his shoulder back but there's no where to run, no acrobatic feat that would get him to avoid the pressure and the intensity of the Bat's regard. He turns his head away as he's spoken to in such a way, shaking his head slightly as if denying everything the man ws saying. "And heaven forfend you have to explain something to the others." He snaps sharply.
    But then he looks back, meeting the tall man's gaze, "I have a life beyond you, Bruce. I have a life beyond this. You don't get to dictate to me. If you want me to not work in Gotham anymore, then that's what I'll do. Because all of these hurdles and hoops you want me to jump through, they're your own baggage, and I'm not carrying it anymore."

Batman has posed:
Bruce frowns at him, and shakes his head. "A death of a Bat is not where I wish to start..." he moves over looking at the machines, reading the chart as he continues. "I have stated that you are not falling back into my life, or as one of my Bat's, and I have shown you why you need to do this." he pauses shaking his head, "No I think the baggage you are bringing to this discussion is yours not mine.. You want to be your own person so much you just jump headlong into whatever to get yourself killed." he turns to look at him. "These hoops are consequences for your own actions, if you can not do that then you do not deserve to be out there fighting crime because the next time you screw up.. you will not take responsability for it either if you live through it."

He reaches forward, and hits the button turning on the dispenser.. "Sleep on it, and realize I am not doing this for me... I could just let you go back out there, and it would be no harm to the Batman name. I am doing this for you... Don't let your own personal baggage get in the way of that." and as his form starts to wobble cause of the drugs he turns, and walks out. He look back, and his voice may echo a bit as they would be kicking in. "And you have no choice in this matter... I will have a computer brought up for when you reawaken so you can get started." turning he leaves the room not looking back again as he had told him what is going on. The rest is up to him, though if he wished to continue this fools errand he would have to make some moves because he would not support his foolish efford of suicide by criminal.

Nightwing has posed:
    "The Batman name..." Dick scowls as he lies back in the bed, suddenly feeling a little light and easing back fully. He grimaces and says, "Here's for your Batman name..." But as those last words come from his lips consciousness slips away from him, taken by the medicinal injector and causing him to slowly, quietly, pass into a deep slumber. It leaves them both there together, and both of them alone.