Richard Grayson was a man of many talents. Not only was he an acrobat but he was also a detective, crimefighter, leader, hero, and lover depending on who was asked. All the same, it was still strange walking up to the doors of Shadowcrest. The place was magic alright. He was lucky Z liked him or he would have never found this place without calling first. But where would the fun be in dropping in on a magician if you couldn't surprise them? Someone had to keep the trick makers on their toes right? Besides, she wouldn't turn him out, would she? Who could resist him when he gave them that smile and asked for a little favor? He smirked to himself at the thought. She could kick him out with ease if she wanted to. He just figured she wouldn't.
Dick headed up the stairs towards the door and knocked. It had been a while since he'd seen her. He'd gone off to take care of Bludhaven as Nightwing, and while she'd done a show or two there, she'd never stayed long. It wasn't a grand city like Gotham. He'd spent a good year or three now working on cleaning up those streets. A few bumps here and there that needed recovery. Making his own version of a Batcave there without quite as much financial support. Flipping over rooftops in the fresh air and using his escrima sticks to knock sense into criminals. Or just knock them out with all the evidence needed to arrest them in a fair trial. He wasn't Batman. He made sure there was surefire proof when he left criminals out like a light. No weaseling out of court on a technicality.
But for the moment, for now? For now, he wanted a little freedom. He'd been there fighting crime for a few years. He still loved what he did and loved that city but he needed to rest. Everyone needed rest whether they admitted it or not. Gotham was an odd choice, perhaps, given his history with it, but he thought that with Z around maybe he could get some rest in. Maybe a few longer nights than others but that was a different kind of relaxation. At the moment, clad in jeans and a shirt with the Nightwing symbol emblazoned on it that he'd bought in Bludhaven on a lark, he stood at the front doors of Shadowcrest with a suitcase at his side and a smile on his face hoping she'd let him in.<|im_end|>
As he knocked on the door, he wouldn't initially receive a response, the grand manor seeming abandoned from what Dick could see from the front door, no lights on...almost as if its mistress was away for any number of reasons. That is until he felt his feet go numb suddenly before the front door swung open to an unlit interior, his body gliding along the floor inside of it's own accord before he heard the door slam shut and lock itself shut. "Well now...I certainly wasn't expecting visitors, but I guess I can make an exception for a tired little bird in this case." Came Zatanna's sultry and silky voice, sounding amused at his presence as it let out a small chuckle. "Let go of the suitcase, I'll take care of it. I'm in the den which I'm sure you can manage to walk to without collapsing." Her voice continued, the former boy wonder finding his suitcase disappear from sight the moment he released its handle, along with a gentle nudge forward to urge him to go find his hostess where she said she was present.
Upon entering the den, he found her laying on a chaise lounge, wearing only a black silken bathrobe that gave him an unrestricted view of her lusciously long and shapely legs, which were often encased in her famous fishnets. In front of a laptop, which she closed before looking up at Dick. "Good morning Dick dear, come sit with me would you?" She asked in a honey sweet tone, possibly making Dick wonder whether or not she was flirting with him as she sat up in her seat and curled a beckoning finger at him. "So how has Bludhaven been since the last time I performed here? Can't be good if you're looking as exhausted as you do. Can I get you coffee or tea or would you rather come lay down beside me to take a little snooze first?" She next asked, her tone telling him of her sudden concern about how exhausted he looked while her eyes held a playfully mischievous glint.<|im_end|>