((Mine disappeared)) Hello, I'm Zander and I'm 19 years old. I don't talk much because I listen. Fools who run there often end up dead. Anyway, my "special ability" is controlling plant life. Yes, I know, an amazing ability *sarcasm* but it is quite useful. Introduce yourself if you must.
Connor was aware of the people looking at him. He didn't belong to be in this police station. What he'd down wasn't that bad. He looked around at the thugs that surrounded him. They all had tattoos, scars, and beards. Connor? He was wearing a white T-shirt, black jeans , and he was only seventeen. Was what he did this bad?