Reflexes Had Got the Better of Me ((Open to Street-Level Types))

[vesper_verde]

Vesper was out on his nightly patrol. His wings were open, and he was soaring between tall buildings toward the Bronx. His nightly patrols were now incessantly regular now. Not the where, just that he did them. The heiress he had been dating had gotten too busy with college and running the family business; something had to give. Vesper had been surprised the relationship had lasted as long as it did. Also, that he had avoided telling her his secret identity.

So, he was slightly distracted for a moment as he flew through the New York skyline. Until his keen ears picked up the sound of a gunshot. He quickly wheeled around and headed in that direction. Until he was near where he thought it was, and the car backfired again. He grumbled to himself and climbed higher in the sky.

Again, Vesper searched for more crime to stop as he soared. His heightened sense of hearing searching about as he continued toward the Bronx.

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[tangledwebs]

"..." Jesse listened intently, and tried not to let any of the heat in Vesper's voice affect him. Finally, he held his hands up. "Alright. I get it. You don't want in." He took a step back. "It's an altruism thing. I understand that. I'll just quietly back away now."

[vesper_verde]

"Good luck on your team, but I will not be apart of it." He shook his head slowly before putting his attention back into the Bronx. Doing what he did was a very personal thing. He had to make right what went oh so wrong to take his mother from him.