07-14-2018, 06:29 PM
KIAN Ó FAOLÁIN
So bring on all the monsters, That lie sleeping in the blue
I'll fight 'em all bare handed, Screaming I ain't scared of you
I'll fight 'em all bare handed, Screaming I ain't scared of you
Kian arched his arm and sent the yellow tennis ball soaring through the air, watching with amused eyes as their German Shepherd, Tara raced across the field in pursuit. The Irishman breathed in the fresh air softly, glad to enjoy some peace and quiet outside, even if it meant getting up in the early hours of the morning. As long as Keona and Tara didn't mind, which they didn't seem to, it was all good.
Hopefully, he was not particularly recognizable. He'd been keeping his lives separate this far and he wanted to keep it that way. With his sweater vest and dorky glasses that he didn't actually need, the wealthy man did not look like the super he was in disguise. Couldn't do much about the semi-long, wavy, red hair. Not for the first time he was glad for the reclusiveness of their family home, and that most people probably wouldn't recognize him anyway. He was wealthy mostly for being a member of his family, although he was also a talented musician.
Keona shouldn't be recognizable at all. Her budding powers as an empath was not common knowledge. Not to mention, Kian liked to keep her away from prying eyes. No media. No reporters. Private tutors and close friends and family only. Not that, he doubted other supers might know or suspect about her. He was not the only super in his family. He was the only hydrokinetic in the line and he was just fretting for the day Keona might exhibit signs of more power. He himself was a 'charm speaker’ on top of his ability to manipulate water. Hopefully, if she wasn't done developing powers, she displayed them in the safety of home.
Kian grinned as Tara preformed a rather high leap in another catch. Today was off to a rather good start, his constant worries aside. Not for the first, or last, time, he spared a quick glance towards his daughter, trying not to bite his lip at her hanging.
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Hopefully, he was not particularly recognizable. He'd been keeping his lives separate this far and he wanted to keep it that way. With his sweater vest and dorky glasses that he didn't actually need, the wealthy man did not look like the super he was in disguise. Couldn't do much about the semi-long, wavy, red hair. Not for the first time he was glad for the reclusiveness of their family home, and that most people probably wouldn't recognize him anyway. He was wealthy mostly for being a member of his family, although he was also a talented musician.
Keona shouldn't be recognizable at all. Her budding powers as an empath was not common knowledge. Not to mention, Kian liked to keep her away from prying eyes. No media. No reporters. Private tutors and close friends and family only. Not that, he doubted other supers might know or suspect about her. He was not the only super in his family. He was the only hydrokinetic in the line and he was just fretting for the day Keona might exhibit signs of more power. He himself was a 'charm speaker’ on top of his ability to manipulate water. Hopefully, if she wasn't done developing powers, she displayed them in the safety of home.
Kian grinned as Tara preformed a rather high leap in another catch. Today was off to a rather good start, his constant worries aside. Not for the first, or last, time, he spared a quick glance towards his daughter, trying not to bite his lip at her hanging.
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