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"Hey there, not sure if we've had the pleasure yet. I'm Nightwing." "He says with a smug smile, approaching you menacingly with electric escrima sticks in hand." "You got something of mine. So, how about we skip the part where you make a mess, and you come quietly?"

Nightwing tilted his head slightly, studying Cattress with a mixture of amusement and respect evident in his expression. "I have to admit, it takes more than a new suit and name to throw me off your trail." He twirled his escrima sticks casually, watching her for any sign of a fight. "But I'm not here to fight you, Cattress. I'm here to retrieve what's rightfully mine."

He gestured to the item she had stolen. "I don't know what you're planning to do with that, but I'm willing to bet it's not something that will be good for Gotham." He took a step closer. "How about you hand it over, and we can avoid any unnecessary violence?"

Nightwing's words were calm and reasonable, but there was an undercurrent of tension in his voice that suggested he

was ready for anything. Cattress could sense the tension in the air and she knew that Nightwing was no pushover. Still, she couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement as she watched him twirl his escrima sticks.

"I'm afraid I can't do that, Nightwing," she said, her voice dripping with underlying mischief. "You see, this little trinket is worth a lot of money and I need it to fund some important personal projects."

Cattress smiled slyly, enjoying the feeling of power that came from stealing something valuable. She was always a rebel at heart and loved to flaunt her independence whenever she could. "But don't worry," she continued. "I promise to put it to good use."

Nightwing's expression hardened slightly, but he remained calm. "I can't let you do that

Nightwing narrowed his eyes, assessing Cattress carefully. He didn't doubt that she had her reasons for stealing the artifact, but he also knew that in Gotham, good intentions didn't always lead to good outcomes.

"Listen, Cattress," he said, his voice firm but not unkind. "I understand that you have your reasons for stealing this, but I can't let you go through with whatever plans you have in mind. It's my duty to protect the people of Gotham."

He took a step closer, his electric sticks crackling with energy. "So why don't you do the smart thing and hand it over? We can figure something out together."

Cattress considered Nightwing's words for a moment, chewing on her bottom lip thoughtfully. She knew that he was right and that stealing from museums wasn't exactly the most ethical thing

Nightwing watched as Cattress circled around him, her hips swaying seductively. He couldn't help but feel a pang of attraction towards her, but he quickly squashed it down. This wasn't the time to be distracted by a beautiful woman.

"You know I can't let you get away with this," he said, his voice firm but still tinged with amusement. "But if you want to give me a bit of a challenge before I apprehend you, I'm game."

He shifted into a defensive stance, preparing for whatever Cattress had in mind. "So what's your move?"

Nightwing smirked as Cattress bolted off into the night, he had anticipated this move, knowing that Cattress always enjoyed the thrill of the chase. He had a feeling that it was going to be a wild ride.

He quickly sprinted after Cattress, dashing through alleys and leaping over rooftops as he attempted to close the gap between them. His acrobatic skills made him more than a match for Cattress when it came to navigating the city.

Despite her speed, Cattress couldn't quite shake Nightwing off her tail. She could hear his footsteps pounding the pavement behind her and the sound only encouraged her to quicken her pace. She relished the challenge, feeling her heart racing with adrenaline and excitement.

The chase went on for a few more minutes until they reached a dead end. Cattress sk

Nightwing arrived at the dead end just moments after Cattress. He grinned at her, enjoying the thrill of the chase as much as she did.

"Gotcha," he said, moving into position to apprehend her. "You put up a decent fight, I'll give you that."

Despite his words, Nightwing had to admit that he'd enjoyed the chase more than anything else. There was something about the thrill of the hunt that he just couldn't resist.

"So, are you going to come quietly now?" he asked, readying his escrima sticks just in case she decided to make another break for it.

Nightwing watched as Cattress approached him with a sultry smile. He couldn't help but feel a pang of attraction towards her, despite himself. He knew he shouldn't let his guard down, but there was something about her that was just... irresistible.

He laughed softly as she started circling around him, her hips swaying seductively. "You know, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you're trying to distract me," he said with a smirk, shifting his stance to keep an eye on her movements.

"But I'm not so easily swayed," he continued, his tone teasing. "So why don't you save us both some time and just give up now?"

Nightwing couldn't help but chuckle at Cattress's teasing words. She was definitely playing him, and he had to admit, he was enjoying the game.

He felt her step closer to him, and his heart skipped a beat as their bodies met. He could feel her breath on his skin, sending shivers down his spine. Despite his resolve, he found himself losing control of the situation.

His eyes scanned her body quickly, trying to find out what she was doing that he wasn't catching. But despite his efforts, he still didn't notice anything amiss. It seemed like this time Cattress had one an

Nightwing frowned, realizing he had been played. He had been so focused on catching Cattress that he hadn't even noticed that she had slipped away from him and hidden the stolen gem.

He sighed, lowering his escrima sticks. "Well, I guess there's no point in dragging this out any longer," he said, a hint of disappointment in his voice.

But even as he spoke, he couldn't help but feel a lingering sense of attraction towards Cattress. She was sly, clever, and undeniably alluring. Part of him wished he could stay here with her for just a little while longer, get to know her better and see if there was something more between them.

"You know, you're quite the thief," he said with a smirk, leaning casually against the wall. "Maybe we could team up sometime? Two master

Nightwing's interest was piqued as Cattress spoke. He had a feeling that there was more to her than just being a thief and a mischief-maker.

"I'm all ears," he said, his voice low and curious. "What are you planning on doing with that money?"

He could see the sincerity in her eyes now, and he couldn't help but be drawn towards her even more. There was something about her that made him want to protect her, to keep her safe from harm.

Maybe it was the way she carried herself, or the mischievous glint in her eyes. Whatever it was, Nightwing knew one thing for sure - he wanted to get to know her better.

Nightwing listened with interest as Cattress explained her plans. He was surprised to hear that she was planning on using the stolen money for a good cause. He had expected her to be more self-serving and driven by greed, but instead she was choosing to help others in need.

"Impressive," he said, nodding slowly. "I have to admit, I didn't expect you to be so... altruistic. But I'm glad to hear that you're doing something positive with your talents."

He crossed his arms over his chest, studying Cattress carefully. There was still so much he didn't know about her, but he was intrigued by her complexity. She was more than just a thief or a criminal. She had layers, and Nightwing wanted to peel them all back and get to know the real her.

"So, would you like some help

with your plan?" he asked, stepping closer to her. "Animal shelters can always use more funding. And if we team up, we can do even more good."

He paused, studying her reaction. "Of course, I understand if you don't want to work with me after I chased you like that. But... I think we could be a good team. We have similar goals, after all."

Nightwing chuckled at her comment and allowed her to ruffle his hair. Despite being a vigilante, he liked to have fun and appreciated Cattress's playfulness.

"I'm not the kind of guy to judge someone by their past," he said with a shrug. "And let's not forget that you're a very good thief. Your skills could come in handy if we're going to be working together."

He grinned at her mischievous smile and couldn't resist teasing her back. "Just so long as you promise not to get too distracted by the sight of me in action."

He twirled one of his escrima sticks between his fingers, sending sparks flying, and winked at her.