bartender extraordinaire

SEAN DULANY-BLACKWELL   + b a l c o i n -w i t c h + 20. boston circle. Bar Manager of the Atlantis Lounge @ Miramar Playa Hotel, Beacon City

[balcoinheir]

It had been fairly obvious that Sean wasn’t exactly happy to see him. It wasn’t a surprise, but was enough send a shiver of discomfort quickly down his spine. Covering with a pleasant shrug, he didn’t let the tense air in the room ruin his plan or his mood. If anything, the finely covered surprise in Sean’s tone should he enough to feed his ego for the day. And especially in his place of work, the ball was surely in Johnny’s court. 

“Don’t like compliments anymore? Or is it because I’m not showing enough of the goods?” he shot a wink towards the other man with a short laugh following his words. “Why don’t you surprise me? Especially if it’s something you’re brewing up.” 

[balcoinvice]

  “Surprise, it is-” He triumphantly agreed, as in, go along with the game. The others that were listening in had gotten a laugh or two out of the ongoing conversation. He and Johnny had tension, but it wasn’t obvious. At least, not to a bunch of other people trying to get their night started, in a bar full of dancers. “On the house.” Sean challenged, as he served up the drink looking for any suspicion in his brother’s eyes.  He was sure Johnny had watched his every move, just incase he were attempting to put something in the drink, which he hadn’t. But, it’d be nice to know where he stood, and how careful Johnny was being. With the show was starting up, they were granted a little more privacy. 

[balcoinheir]

@balcoinvice

With the swift move, it already seemed that everyone had their place well enough. Some had school, while others oozed into jobs. It wasn’t a surprise that Sean would be back where he seemed to fit almost like a puzzle piece; something that Johnny had a small interest in understanding. What was it like to blend in as though you were just another face in the bar? Johnny would try to understand as his neck held a little lower through his walk into the space.

“Very glamorous,” his words cooed behind him as he snuck up onto a seat at the bar. His route to blending in slowly faded with a short breath. “Can’t say I’m surprised, though. A pretty boy needs a pretty palace to play, eh?”

[balcoinvice]

  Sean had to do a double take. Johnny. His heart dropped, at the sight of one of his many recent found siblings walking right through the grounds that he’d been living and breathing without even a hint of any of the life he desperately needed a break from.  Still, he couldn’t break from keeping it professional, and showed no fear or even so much more than the mere distaste on his face. He knew that Johnny was the one sibling that he’d truly had to fear. A ticking time bomb, and a threat to everything his Uncle Isaac had. 

“Riight-” he answered, somewhat dismissively. “What can I get ya?” It was Sean’s own way of indirectly asking what it is that Johnny wanted, without having to upset the well-heeled customers sitting on both his brother’s left, and right.

[murdocknatchios-blog]

Happy 10th anniversary to The Cinematic Masterpiece of our generation, The Covenant (2006) dir. Renny Harlin, released Sept. 8th, 2006 #art #cinema

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@balcoinheir

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@balcoinvice

Caroline had found the perfect job in the city.  Behind every business man was a woman adding flare with parties, shows, and style.  She was working for that woman.  A beautiful, former dancer named Vera.  They got along famously and Caroline hoped to be just like her someday ( gorgeous, successful husband included ).

“Sean,” she addressed her employer’s nephew as she stepped into the hotel bar.  If anyone would bend the rules for her, she figured it’d be him.  “I’ll take a coke and if you want to top it off with some Jack, I won’t tell,” she added with a wink.

[balcoinvice]

  Sean was familiar with his Aunt’s protege. He’d come here every summer, and this year, he’d sure as hell picked up some of the new features around the place. There were two words he loved, when put together. ‘College’ and ‘girl’.  “I’ll see what I can do.” He greeted with a smile.  Of course, anyone who knew him on the staff, knew Sean’s notorious reputation for occasionally, sidestepping the rules.  He was all about fun, and enjoying a good time. Which, was what ultimately made him a great personality for behind the bar.

“This better not be one of your tricks-” he served the drink up with a light joke. He knew his Aunt Vera could be a little strict about the rules and regulations, but he and Caroline were only a year apart, so was there really any harm?

[balcoinvice]

SEAN DULANY + ANOTHER CHARACTER

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@littlegilberts

  When did bank robberies ever happen in real life?  It was how Sean and Jeremy ended up standing beside one another inside the lobby of the two-story ‘Bank of America’.  The two boys both seemed to have been leaving the premises when the thief was entering in. Just a little while passed before everyone inside had learned the guy wasn’t actually been armed with anything other than a BB gun. And he looked pretty young too, like a high school Senior, or even a college freshman. Which, was secretly revealed by the help of Sean. Or, his magic. He hadn’t known whether or not the kid next to him suspected anything, but now that the attacker was getting arrested, they were all allowed to clear the bank.  He looked over to the guy he’d barely spoken a word to, yet experienced the same situation with. “Close call, huh?” He attempted to make conversation, still a little shaken by the whole thing.

[mrpeteparker]

[scrcerec-blog]

a lot had changed. she had that normality that she had craved : teenage drama, having exams tossed her every direction. yet ——- the shadow of the balcoin circle continue to loom over her. they had all parted ways, but there was this heavy feeling within her wondering what would happen when they would all be reunited. nothing good came out of darkness, and that was all they had coursing through her veins. 

with a bag of candy in hand, davina maneuvered her way through the crowd. hoping to find some distraction among the people. what she came across made her freeze : SEAN. eyes blinked several times, as if trying to make sure she was not hallucinating. the sound of his voice just confirming she was not. “ sean. “ his name sounded a lot more like a question than a statement. eyebrows furrowing as she stepped forward. “ haven’t seen you in weeks and all i get is a hey ? “ he better pay attention to her, because she was already thinking about pushing the stranger in front of him to the side. 

[balcoinvice]

Sean had been putting all his energy into putting aside all this witch business. From his Father, to his siblings, and now even Nora and the others all in one place? He was being delusional, here.  But, all that didn’t mean he wasn’t allowed to have a life of his own. Especially when it came to something that felt normal, yet familiar. Like, one night stands and having drinks with people. But of course, one of his many new siblings, Davina, wasn’t going to let that happen. And with this many affiliations to other people in Beacon City, how could he really expect anything but?  

He looked between Davina, and the random girl he’d been trying to make moves on for the past half hour or so. He was more concerned with what Davina would reveal, in her temperamental state, yet looked to the other girl. “Sorry-” he began, apologetically. “Little sister.” Sean explained, whilst slowly getting up from the chair. “I’ll be back.” he excused himself, putting a hand to Davina’s back shoulder in order lead them away into a more private exchange. “Look, I’ve been laying low, alright?” he began to explain. “It’s not like you didn’t have my number. And, by the looks of it, nothing about you says ‘living in some seedy homeless shelter’, so I’ll take that as you doing pretty well for yourself.”

[halesinferno]

                      Long hours and a lot of work didn’t bother Derek in the least. He was used to that or could get used to it. He was adaptable.  Clearing his throat Derek shrugged after a moment of thought. ❝I’m available whenever.❞ It wasn’t a very clear answer but, it wasn’t like Derek’s social calendar was overflowing either.  ❝I mean since I’m between jobs right now it’s not like I have to put a notice in anywhere.❞ Since Derek hadn’t had a job in god he couldn’t even remember when. ❝Name’s Derek Hale by the way. Not sure if I introduced myself.❞ He hadn’t and that much he knew but, instead of sounding like a total ass Derek just figured he’d save some face and be a little nice about it.

[balcoinvice]

  Sean nodded, taking in that the guy was pretty much just looking to score a job, and was more intent on it compared to some rich teenager looking to bus some tables in a bar. “Hey, if you’re looking for quick money to pocket by the end of the night, then here’s your place.”  As he introduced himself by his full name, Sean couldn’t recall ever hearing the last name around. Given, he was a newcomer to this city for the most part. But, he surely didn’t sense any magical energy or anything in that whole charade, so to him? It seemed harmless. “Got it-  Sean.” the male witch noted the name Derek Hale. “New around here, but my Uncle owns the place, so-” he said with an assuring nod.  “I’m assuming you’ve got experience behind the bar, right?”

[sigurism]

[halesinferno]

@balcoinvice

                     Derek wasn’t exactly looking forward to the idea of getting a job. However, for the sake of appearing more ‘normal’ to everyone it was something that he decided he was going to do. Skills– well, unless being grumbly was an actual skill Derek only had a few and perhaps the only thing that worked in his favor was that he had a reputation, one that was horrible. But, that could work to his advantage right? There was the casino– they were always looking for bartenders and that was something Derek could do and they didn’t have to worry about him drinking all the liquor away. (it wasn’t on the tops of his agenda)  

                     ❝Are you still looking for a bartender?❞ The place was exactly like Derek pictured it. Far too fancy for it’s own good. Not that Derek was here to pass judgement. 

[balcoinvice]

 Sean had just been on his way out from his shift when overhearing the conversation between Cuda, and some guy looking for a job. “`ey, Cuda, I got it.”  He intervened, leading the guy towards the more quiet end of the bar. Though he was the manager of the Atlantis Lounge, Sean didn’t see any need to enclose that information.  Not until moving further along the process.  “Long hours and a lotta work, but it’s good money. When can you start?”

[bostonxhildegard-blog]

Reunion

[bostonxhildegard-blog]

“When you abandoned Boston, I guess you would need a room key.”  Her eyebrows lifted with her chance to give him a hard time about abandoning, truth be told, her.  Working around the law never bothered her.  She didn’t even mind that he had dark magic.  Her hold up was Blackwell himself.  Someone like him was not to be trusted and she feared the consequences of Sean following him.  It was good to see that he was seemingly thriving here.  She hoped that Blackwell was in the past as their opportunity to bind their circle was quickly approaching.  “I’ve seen her with my own eyes.  She’s beautiful.”  She was not just speaking of her physical beauty but of the magical energy she possessed.  At his gesture, she nodded and took a drink of the beer she obtained before moving to the exit.  Privacy was a necessity if they were going to continue this conversation.  Her excitement often made her forget that people were nosy creatures.  “Sean, it’s real.  She was the missing link to our magic.  Imagine how strong we’ll be when we bind the circle,” she continued the conversation when they were alone.  

[balcoinvice]

  He couldn’t keep an easy face as she used the word ‘abandoned’.  Sean knew what she were indirectly referring to, and that thought couldn’t rest even on their way up to his room.  “I know-” He assured that he believed her.  “I don’t see the binding happening.” That was the first reaction. Simple, and to the point.  Not because he was particularly opposing, but it was about Johnny. “Not with Johnny in the picture.” Sean finally closed the door to his hotel suite, both of them entering into a beautiful beach-view room. Before they could really appreciate the scenery, or the hook-ups, he had to address one other factor.  “Blackwell’s dead.”

[balcoinvice]

@ofdavina  

  With the event of the Fall Brawl going on throughout the city, Sean shouldn’t have been surprised to cross paths with Davina. Looking up, he merely stared at her for a second, glancing between her and the random girl he was speaking to. “Hey-” Sean regarded her presence, whilst also maintaining whatever he had going with the stranger.

[naleysocute23]

AU SCENE OF “THE COVENANT”—> If Bonnie Bennett was in this film

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@balcoinvice

She strutted into the bar, a strand of pearls dangling off of her wrist. The pearls were from another job, definitely not the one the one she was attending now. It’d be a good story, saying this was from some daring, rich man. But, instead this came from a family’s perfectly locked safe who had just allowed a mere stranger to crash across the couch. Little did they know that this would nab the family’s pearls and a few hundred dollars into someone else’s name. Alas, there could be a better story for them, so there would be. This wasn’t the point. The point was to get a much different job tonight. One that may even be a little less danger.

“Looks like this place made an honest man out of ya’, sweetheart,” a smile grew across her face, a purr coming to her tone. “Suit and tie? You must have been expecting me.” 

[balcoinvice]

     Sean had already worked his tacts at the bar, flirting with the older patrons.  Cougars.  Easy prey.  Needless to say, the bartender hadn’t been at his post behind the counter when the brunette sauntered her way in.  “`Scuse me.” He pardoned himself from the women, returning the attention onto the woman eyeing him. Sean’s eyes slanted playfully, trying to grasp whether or not she was joking.  “So...that’s the get up you’re going with tonight?” he joked, furrowing a single brow.

[balcoinvice]

who wants to write with one of the iconic Blackwell kids? ;D

[naleysocute23]

Crossover: The Vampire Diaries/The Covenant

Bonnie: What happened? 

Caleb: You passed out