open, super au [✯] HE'S A FRIEND FROM WORK

[SÉAMUS]

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Here comes trouble -

No doubt about it; the fact Séamus was the "bad egg" of the Ó Faoláin family was hilarious to him.  Of course, he had always been the more mischievous of the twins.  The life of a "hero" just was not for him.  The illusionist had gotten sick and tired of being second-best.  The smallest.  The scrawniest.  The weakest.  When family ties snapped years ago, he turned down a path the others could not follow.  If they did, it was only ever in pursuit.  Something else that cracked him up sometimes.  Even if the attention was bad, it was still his brothers paying mind to him.

The umbrakinetic man liked stirring up trouble, just for trouble's sake.  Spreading a little chaos here and there was fun. Of course, the "bad egg" was an intelligent, charming man.  For those who didn't know him well - and many aside from his "crew" - did not - he was another member of the city's elite.  To the underground, he was one of the best black market dealers.  Assassin.  Thief.  Something of a... Pirate really.  That's the way he liked it.

In the early hours of the morning, it was easy to slip into shadows, turn invisible.  Yet it was rather entertaining to walk broadly as well, and that's exactly how Séamus walked now, turning his piercing sea-green eyes on a group of four in the park.  He could recognize his twin from ten miles away.  The Rouxes were familiar enough.  The child was... Oh. Yes.  He knew who she was.  He wondered, idly, if she had inherited any of the family's abilities.

With an almost peppy hum, he made his way across the park, the shadows of trees and clouds seeming to tail him from afar.  "Ain't this is fun," the Irishman sang, grinning amiably.  He did not need charmspeak to be... Charming or convincingly pleasant, though he imagined that sort of power came in handy.  "How're you all this mornin'?" While it truly was curious - and a sight really - to see the Rouxes and his brother - fully aware of the Roux reputation and of his brothers' status as a hero - his true attention desired to linger on the child swinging upside from the monkey bars.

A part of him wondered if a blind girl really should do that; she could bump her head; even children with seeing eyes did that often enough.  The other part, far more devious, wondered if he could potentially steal her away from Kian long enough to test her, see what she could do, if anything.

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