Connor

Twenty-three years ago, twelve strange children were born in england at exactly the same moment. Six years ago, the world ended. Today, 11 of those children, calling themselves the Freakangels, live in Whitechapel where they used the strange powers they possess to create a small (roughly 300 people) civilization, complete with fresh water, watch towers, markets, home-grown vegetables and a medical clinic, and to defend it from inside and outside threats.

Connor is possibly the voice of reason within Freakangels: he sees himself as the recorder of the clan's history, timeline and past, working as their hindsight, remembering past mistakes and helping them value each victory they achieve, no matter how small. He is very soft-spoken and in control, even when threatened, having an habit of 'adopting strays', taking people in need under his protection.

Even then, Connor is more than ready to use his special abilities to defend his wards, and like all Freakangels, the full extension of his abilities is unknown.

Connor is of average height and slim build, far from athletic. He has the light skin and purple eyes of the 'Freakangels package', dressing in black, favoring simple practical clothes that seem a bit loose on his body.

The past days were nothing exceptional: bickering, arguing, working. Luke was kicked out by his then-girlfriend, and nobody was surprised.

Well, maybe surprised that she put up with him that long.

Anyway, as things calmed down and the door showed up, Connor slipped into Milliways, making a beeline for his girlfriend's room and letting himself in.

He missed her.