Sean Cassidy

Bio for the_islands_rpg


( OOC -- bio )

( For Moira )

((To Moira's player- apologies for the wait, yesterday was weird on my end, ended up sleeping for more than I thought was humanly possible.))

Had a conversation with a friend that ended with me agreeing to take one of his dog's puppies. I'm not sure why I agreed, but in about a week, I'll have a rottwieler/shepard mix living with me. I need to think of a decent name for the pup.

The nice lass with the pigtails fixed and upgraded my computer again for me. I'm not entirely sure what she did, but it's running faster and quieter now than ever, and I haven't felt the need to take a large stick to it since. She said something about me and her boss having a lot in common, I'm not sure what she meant by that.

I'm in Washington now. Met the agents I'll be working with, not entirely sure what to think of them yet, but they seem like a good lot. There's at least one other agent within ten years of my age, so I don't feel too terribly old. She's a nice woman, single mum of two teenagers, I don't envy her. Saw a picture of her daughter, the lass has enough metal in her face to set off detectors at the airport- why do kids do that to themselves? I don't understand it.
-sighs-

Emma, how are you doing?

I've had a job offer, with Interpol again of all things. This time with the American bureau, in Washington DC.
I'm thinking of taking it. I'd be working more with human (and mutant) trafficking cases, so at least there won't be any conflict of interest, seeing as Tom, even at his worst wouldn't be involved in that (see? I do have some faith in ye cousin). And they know I'm a mutant now, and they still want to hire me. Amazing how much things have changed (though I'm sure something else soon will remind me how much they've stayed the same). Apparently I'll provide "useful insight" on any cases involving mutants. I can't help but think this is some mutant affirmative action thing, but it's still an offer nontheless.

And we all know I don't do well unless I've got something to do.

I'm sure as hell getting to old for the X-Men, and even now that they're back, me powers ain't what the used to be before Mystique took that knife to me throat. Might as well take a job now while they're still offering them, I've still a good ten years before retirement in me I think.

Considering my career choices and my bad habits, I'm damn lucky to have gotten as old as I have. You'd think I'd learn to quit while I was ahead.

((OOC-- because I might as well give him something interesting to write about))

The Internet makes my head hurt.


That's all I have to say today.