@fiber-hero
☠▒ There he sat, arms locked in suppression cuffs and inside a police interrogation room. Lolling his head back and forth, bored and uninterested. He looked at the two-way mirror, eyes studying it before smirking, leaning in as he rested his arms on the table.〝Aw big bad heroes scared of little ol’ me? Weak ass heroes if you are. Shouldn’t even be one if you are so easy to roll over and play dead.〞He slumped back into his seat, sighing while leaning the chair back a bit.
〝I mean the cops are just as useless, but what do I know.〞A large smirk crossed his face, staples tugging at his scarred and unscarred skin. Blue eyes flickered to the door as it opened, a police officer walking in before sitting across from him. Eyes lighting up as he took in the sight〝Ah finally someone had the nerve to come and see me. Was starting to get bored.〞











