Crono
The Guy
Connor frowned, he'd actually thought this guy was nice enough and he got his hopes up that he wouldn't be arrested and could actually be useful, now? Not so much. He could have literally face-palmed if not for the fact that he was cuffed and in the backseat now. Why'd I want this again?
Some Minutes later...
Connor was being ushered towards the holding cells, he was catching the eyes of many of the officers in the building and suddenly he felt embarrassed, ashamed even. But technically he'd done nothing wrong, no big deal. Once in the back area he kept his eyes peeled at the cells for the others. "Bob right?" Connor asked over his shoulder, "I don't suppose you can stick me with the other heroes they brought in could you?"
Some Minutes later...
Connor was being ushered towards the holding cells, he was catching the eyes of many of the officers in the building and suddenly he felt embarrassed, ashamed even. But technically he'd done nothing wrong, no big deal. Once in the back area he kept his eyes peeled at the cells for the others. "Bob right?" Connor asked over his shoulder, "I don't suppose you can stick me with the other heroes they brought in could you?"