Character Info;

Source work and author: Dick Grayson, DC Comics, Kingdom Come Storyline - and some in game history
Door: DC!
Character Journal name: riskthefall
Character Name: Dick Grayson
Character Age: 35
Character Played By: Matt Bomer

Character History and Personality:

Dick has changed, marginally, he is still a talker in a family full of non-talkers. Luckily (or perhaps not so luckily for him), his daughter inherited that trait from him. And she also inherited her mother's blunt, and her temper. It's an interesting combination the two of them. But they work it out. They've been on their own now for two years, and despite many hiccups along the way, they are doing just fine.

When Dick got kicked on up out of the hotel - Age 19 and full of crazy, he didn't go to his own timeline, though he didn't know the difference. He wound up living life and getting on well. He grew up, left home, became Nightwing, fought with Bruce, made up with Bruce, fought with Bruce, made up with Bruce, fought with Bruce, the older he got the harder it became to make up with him.

He also had a personal life to live, he got married, Kori and him managed to work it out, to the shock and awe of everyone. Those that had their money on that particular Dick Grayson dating pool square profited greatly, and he was actually...Ready to live happily ever after. Until Bruce's identity came to light down the road, a bit of hell broke loose, and they had some messes to clean up. Bruce, in all his woefully majestic woe hid for a while, the rogues attacked, Nightwing saved the day. Things started to unravel, including the Justice League, but - eventually - as all things did, even that settled down.

Dick had bigger fish to fry. A new baby at home, and a wife with a recently diagnosed circulatory problem that brought father and son together (again) to find a way to cure her. Six years they tried. Treatments and life extending measures gave Starfire six years to enjoy with Dick and their daughter Mar'i. Mar'i with her perfect smile and Dick's bad jokes. Mar'i Grayson loved everyone she met, it was sometimes a problem, but she didn't care. She had compassion that rivaled her father's, instinct that rivaled her mother's, and a sense of justice that had Kori and Dick wondering if "every Wednesday and Sunday night at Bruce's house" was one to many Wednesday and Sunday nights. But they wouldn't dream of separating them, even as a joke.

Where Dick and Bruce couldn't get along, they had a common thread in Mar'i and that was enough. Where Bruce and Kori didn't see eye to eye, even they had a common thread in Mar'i. A tentative peace treaty in the name of the most perfect little bit of Tamaran royalty ever born. And Princess she was. Here, there, everywhere. Spoiled, but generous (most of the time, though like most kids she wasn't a perfect angel all the time - if only).

But when she was six, the peace treaty was nearly broken when Kori had finally succumbed to her illness, and Dick wanted someone to blame. Bruce seemed the most likely despite all he'd done. And despite Kori telling him he'd better not when she knew her time was up. And despite knowing Bruce was likely to blame himself. Despite. Despite. Despite. But he somehow doubted that telling Mar'i that it was Gramps' fault would save anyone any heartache. And it certainly wouldn't ease Dick's any.

So Wednesdays and Sundays it was. And he even went with there at the beginning. The company a welcome distraction. Batman retired, Bruce liked hearing the Nighwing stories and even gave him some tech. Of course it was just business. Not bonding. Obviously. Eventually - after the first six or seven months Mar'i told Dick to find his own friends because he wasn't allowed anymore. She even offered her first grade teacher as a date. Dick politely declined, but did agree to stop crashing their evenings together. Which left him alone two nights a week to feel sorry for himself.

Unfortunately, it forced him to grieve. Which he hated. But needed.

And they all came out on the other side of it. Somehow. Not unscathed. But still standing.

Mar'i, now nearly 9, Dick, now 35, the last thing he expected was to find himself in a new Gotham, or a new old Gotham - and the journal back in his hands. Vague memories of his time before, but nothing tangible. Nothing real. Mar'i the most sensible of the two (always), informing him that their house was still there and so were all of her things so clearly everything would be fine. He's not entirely sure how a stuffed elephant (with half the stuffing missing) named Alfie was going to solve anything, but his namesake always had - it was worth a shot in the dark.

Journal/Key: His tablet is back. Joy of joys.