SINGULARITY | JOINING

[SÉAMUS]

☠ I will not take this anymore; these words will never be ignored. you want a battle? here's a war —

Séamus slithered up beside his niece, having been attracted by the overall commotion.  There was a twinge of confusion gleaming in his sea-green eyes, but the matter was settled rather quickly as wolf answered Keona's question.  The rusty spotted cat wears a sharp frown on his maw however, the usual pleasant expression he wore when dealing with strangers gone.  The fun in being tricky, in his own mischief, had faded the second he felt his skin prickle, possessiveness threatening to release his own claws.  Subconsciously, he stepped closer to the child.  A statement of protection.

He knows a vampire when he sees one.  Senses.  Feels one.  He was not fond of their kind, but, given how his home had been torn apart from racism, Séamus was loathe to judge too quickly.  "Looks are deceiving," he warns quietly, voice laced in sweet venom.  Since Alexander did seem to be joining however, the pirate decides to let his muscles relax.  Outwardly.  A more friendly demeanor, even if his eyes glinted with something dark.  He was a snake poised to strike suddenly at any second. "Séamus Ó Faolain," the Faerie offered chipperly, dipping his head politely. "Kid's my niece, Keona," stay away, "welcome to the Typhoon. Try not to cause any more trouble."
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #009E60; font-size: 15px;"]— SÉAMUS Ó FAOLÁN ☠

#psychosocial.