Charger flipped his tail, a bad habbit he had whenever he got nervous.
'Lamp overheated...' he said calm and without facing the cop, his back still turned.
He twitched his tail again, and only noticed that now.
SHIT! Keep still you! he thought getting even more nervous.
He knew what could happen if the cops, or anyone else got a hold of them. People like them wern't seen much, well, they were in The Community. But that little freakhole was like a blackhole in time and space right here on earth. It sucked in all sorts of bizare stuff and nothing ever left it again. Except him and the small group.
In any case, Charger was sure there were people who knew of the existance of hybrid people like himself, and that those people would pay thousands, if not millions to get a hold of a human hybrid form. Dead or alive, wouldn't matter much. He rememberd a guy he met at The Community when he was little, when he had just ran away from the zoo. He was a bear hybrid, tho he never knew the story on how that happend. The guy managed to get out of the 'magnetic pull' of the small town and the last thing he heard of him was that he ended up on some research table.
Not a pleasant fate... and not one Charger or anyone else here were planning on having.
He kept walking, picking up a small pace to get away from the cop as soon as possible.
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