Shane nodded and wandered around to a seat near the windows, and sitting down slowly, he smiled a bit, cheekily like he knew something everyone else didn't. "My name is Shane Mitchels, I like reading all sorts of things, from alternate history stories, through to fantasay, but only stuff by Terry Brooks and Brent Weeks, Sci fi, murder, then classic crime tales by people such as Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and Agatha Christie. As to my powers..." he says, with the last bit trailing off, he holds his chair with one hand, and then the table with his other, and then floats, rotates the items with him, and comes to a rest against the ceiling, "This."