[Story Post; IC Event] [THNMY]
See-More was walking down the street on Jump Avenue when he heard somebody scream. He immediately froze in his steps, and he wondered what that was all about. He followed the sound of the whimpers and angry threats, and came upon a disturbing scene. An older man held down a young girl, younger than See-More, attempting to remove her pants despite her throwing punches.
Normally, See-More didn't play hero. But this was different. "Hey! Let her go," he demanded.
"No. What the hel, man, get the fuck out of here," the man said, still holding onto the girl.
"I ain't leaving 'till YOU get out of here," See-More told him.
"Fine, punk. You want your ass kicked?" He let go of the girl, but only to shove her against the wall and into the garbage cans. "You gonna get it."
See-More shook his head, and turned a switch on his helmet. "Messing with a lady doesn't cut it for me," he said, before shooting an eyeball in his direction. The man was hit and, much to See-More's surprise, was knocked out instantly. He glanced back to the girl, and walked over to help her off of the ground.
"Hey, you okay--?"
"No! Leave me alone!"
"What? Now c'mon, I just saved your butt! I'm just trying to give you a hand," See-More said. But the girl got to her feet, refusing to accept anymore help from him, and she ran down the alley.
See-More didn't have to run after her to get an answer out of her. He didn't have to hear her say it. See-More knew that she recognized him from the HIVE Five. Well, by now, he should be used to it. He always runs into a situation like this, since he has his helmet on almost constantly. Thi shouldn't have been any different.
But it felt differet. See-More would have laughed it off. But that night he didn't go home to his hide out. He just kept walking and sat in the park until morning. When he finally returned to his hide out, he was wondering what the hell was he doing there.
For once, See-More just wanted to walk outside and not be a criminal. He wouldn't mind being the hero for the day. He just wanted someone to look at him and --
"...you make me happy. When you're around, it's like I'm back home. I feel safe with you."
-- he wanted someone to look at him like she did.