Visiting?

[Nightwing]

It was almost dark in the city of Metropolis. The sun was just setting on another day and the street lights that hung over head were beginning to flicker on. A few people were in the streets, most either going home or going to work. The streets were a bit quiet with just the light sound of traffic going through them. The sound of a motorcycle almost blended in with it, although it sounded like it was rushing through the traffic, going faster than anyone else. A slick, sports racing motorcycle was speeding through the streets. It was black, and its driver was eager for the speed and power as it tore through the street. The driver wore a black helmet with a bit of blue on it. Wearing a leather jacket for protection, in case of any falls, and jeans. The driver was no doubt from out of town, seeming to not care for the laws of the city.

The driver was Dick Grayson, just wanting to stir up some fun as he came to visit a friend. Just not the kind of friend that could be walked up to and a simple hello could be said. Well, he could have done that, but Dick has his own ways of getting noticed, but the people that knew him. The easiest way for the person of this town to recognize him, would have been to be dressed as Nightwing. Dick just didn't feel that the any of his cases called for any rushing. It had been slow in Gotham and his town lately and he just needed to have some fun. So what better way than to get the man of steel after him. He knew he wouldn't be recognized at first, but that was part of he fun. He was sure his friend could take a joke. It was just his way of getting noticed by him.

[Superman]

[/I] grabbed the sides of the bike, and lifted it off the street. Taking the vehicle to the top of a near by rooftop, Clark set the vehicle down, and lifted the rear tire off the ground to ensure that the rider didn’t do anything stupid by trying to drive away.

“You know speeding is dangerous and illegal,” [/b][/i] he said in a matter-of-factly tone.[/ul]

[Nightwing]

Dick continued on until finally he saw the reflection of Superman in his side mirror. It was about time he showed up. Dick tried to anticipate what was going to happen next. He kept a hard grip to the handle because before he knew it Superman had grabbed hold of the motorcycle's side and it was now a few stories in the air. When they were on top of a build, Dick knew he wasn't going to try and get away. Superman knew some criminals too well. But Dick wasn't one.

As soon as one tire landed, Dick had cut the engine to the motorcycle. He listened to what Superman was saying and rolled his eyes jokingly. He knew he would say that. Dick then relax his grip on the motorcycle, then turned a bit so he could face Superman, he's face still covered.
"Relax would ya," Dick said. "You really think I'm that dumb, why else would I be wearing a helmet?"

Dick just wanted to see what reaction he would get from Clark. He then removed his helmet to reveal himself as Dick Grayson. His black shaggy hair falling into his face and his blue eyes making contact with Superman. "Mind putting the tire down? I'm not going to run," Dick laughed a bit.