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Dick didn't entirely know how he'd got here, if he was honest, an experiment gone wrong, an explosion, some kind of multi-verse event.. the details are all a little fuzzy. All he knows for sure is he woke up in an unfamiliar city in a world that was almost - but not quite - like his own and he had no idea how to get back.

That had been a couple of months ago now, and he'd made the best of a bad situation. It was hard to get himself set up without the resources he was used to, but he'd got himself a job and a crappy apartment and he'd done what he could. It wasn't long before he took to the streets as Nightwing, crime was just as prevalent here as it had been back in Gotham and he wasn't about to sit back and let it happen. He'd even made a few alliances here and there with other vigilante types - which came in handy when he started to run low on supplies and his favourite grappling gun broke beyond his ability to repair it. They pointed him in the direction of somebody with a reputation for supplying high-tech equipment to the discerning buyer, so later that evening Dick decided to pay this 'Q' a visit.

And if that involved breaking into his place of work and waiting for him to show up, well, he had been trained by Batman after all.