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                                      SEBASTIAN SINCLAIR

                                         TWENTY-FIVE – LAWYER – SINCLAIR

Sebastian Sinclair had the world in the palm of his hand. From the moment he was born into the Sinclair family with his blonde hair and his blue eyes, it was easy to figure out what type of person he would become. Even before the child learned how to speak he had both his parents at his every beck and call, even somehow managing to earn special attention from his Uncle Johnny. Felicity followed quickly after him, but she'd never garnered the same attention from their Uncle as Sebastian had, though as the boy grew older he simply wrote it off as an old-fashioned ideology in men in the mob.

He had a fairly normal childhood, in terms of children growing up in the spotlight. He had a close-knit group of friends, including his cousin Noah, and a knack for getting in and out of trouble. Petty theft, vandalism, public intoxication; they were all things he had committed but had managed to get off scot-free from. Not a single citation or any type of legal documentation that it had ever even happened. Most times he would be 'given a warning' to suggest that the next time he did it and got caught it would go into his records, but he knew it would turn out just the same. Part of it was the blond hair and the blue eyes that made him look like an angel who could do no wrong, and the other part of it was the fact that he had learned how to hone in on his boyish charm. As he got older he learned how to use that charm towards other things. Not only could he talk his way out of any situation, but he could also talk his way into any situation. He left a slew of broken hearts in his wake throughout high school, a smile on his face as he did it. He couldn't exactly tie himself down with anything serious, after all. Not when he had such big plans for his future. Which is exactly how he managed to convince his family that he wouldn't be participating in the family business; not directly, anyway.

Sebastian had decided that his natural charm and trusting appearance were the perfect building blocks to something else helpful. Becoming a lawyer for the family. His grades had always been mediocre, but his ability to twist things in his favor trumped that small setback to his plans. He moved away for college, using his family name and fortune (and some additional help from his Uncle once again), managing to get into Harvard on the East Coast. His time spent there was filled with further manipulation of his peers and superiors, with a little bit of actual studying sprinkled throughout, until his final graduation which quickly led to his three years in Law School at the same place he'd just become an Alumni.

Now that his final year of schooling has come to a close, Sebastian has found himself coming back home to a life he nearly forgot. Nearly. All that's left for him to do is to take his Bar Exam and then he can quickly get to work on protecting his family and their employees from the trouble they almost always find themselves in. In the meantime, he's found himself itching to get back to the other side of the law where he gets to flash his pearly whites and blink his long lashes out of yet another misdemeanor. Even if that means flirting in the dangerous waters of their enemies for a quick thrill.   

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-- Relationship Status: Single -- Siblings: Felicity Sinclair (Sister) -- Other: Jackson, Thomas, Margot Sinclair and Paityn Costello (Cousins), Noah Sinclair (Cousin, friend)

FC: Dacre Montgomery

The role of SEBASTIAN SINCLAIR is currently TAKEN.

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N A M E: Sebastian Sinclair A G E: Thirty-One O C C U P A T I O N: Second in Command to the Sinclairs L O Y A L T Y: Sinclair Crime Family

                               SOME RISE BY SIN,                      AND SOME BY VIRTUE FALL.

Sebastian Sinclair might as well have been wearing a blood soaked crown when he came into the world. Before he could even speak his first words he had a legacy to uphold, one that would be his one day. As the first child of Penny and Morgan Sinclair, Sebastian had a future that was all lined up for him and all the expectations that came with it. He began to feel the weight during his childhood, the tension that would fill the room as Morgan’s “colleagues” filed into their mansion to hide in his father’s office, the occasional boom of laughter doing nothing to ease his wariness. They were powerful and wanted for nothing, a life that most people would be absolutely thankful for. A life that many would welcome with open arms if it gave them the comfort of knowing they’d be set for life. And Sebastian never wanted for anything, except for, perhaps, a life that wasn’t so comfy.

The eldest Sinclair shone in just about anything he tried. When it came to school, he dove head first into his work, burying his nose in his books in hopes of making something forhimself. When it came to sports, Sebastian was the MVP and quarterback of his high school football team. He even took up dance, spending his weekends in a ballet studio, reveling in the control he had over his body and, as an added bonus, the company of the pretty girls who took the classes with him. Sebastian Sinclair threw himself into everything and anything that didn’t have a thing to do with the family business. But he kept that part of him hidden, locked away tight, not willing to bear the disapproval and disappointment his disinterest would surely gain from his father.

Despite his talents and obvious popularity, Sebastian tended to keep to himself, even as a child. He worried about letting anyone in enough, that it’d put them in danger, or that his father’s expectations would make it necessary to leave the things he loved behind. That everything about what they did would one day bite him in the ass, and more than just that, bite the rest of his family. It didn’t matter if they made their money through questionable methods, Sebastian loved them with all his heart, and it’s that that keeps him awake most nights. Someone was going to get hurt. One day, some way, they were going to have to pay their dues. He was sure of it. Only he had a responsibility to his family, his siblings, to make sure he wore that crown with pride, grace, and maybe, somehow, wipe some of the blood from it, if only for their sakes.

When Sebastian graduated high school, he took on that role. He knew he had to and he knew it was what was expected of him. He continued to do what he could to calm his anxiety, gardening becoming his hobby of choice. Bash loved the delicate care that went into making sure life prevailed and all the beauty with it. It was a welcome reprieve from the life he inherited, where he felt the pressure every morning when he woke up, and all the dread that came with it.

Still, Sebastian, as always, excelled at his position in second-in-command, regardless of his apprehension. He’d been groomed for it. He was raised in it. It was in his blood. All the blood they shed, his was in it too. Whether he had a direct hand in it or not, he accepted it. He had when he promised to stand by his father. He had when he placed that crown on his head and took his spot next to Morgan Sinclair. He was his first born son. His heir. And Sebastian made sure he exceeded expectations. He kept a logical mind when it came to decisions, made sure he could handle a weapon in his sleep, and studied the ins-and-outs of every corner of their business. If anything happened to Morgan, Sebastian would have to be ready. No excuses. Like everything else in his life, Bash would be at the top of his game. Every single second.

His sister Priya was a welcome companion during it all, willing to take any of the weight Sebastian was willing to hand over. He didn’t like to give her too much, even if she was capable — protecting his family was second nature and he’d do it till his dying breath — but having her simply there was a huge relief to him and always had been. He trusted her, her opinions, and loyalty to the family, he just wasn’t sure she could always do what wasabsolutely necessary. He wasn’t sure any of his siblings could. Sebastian didn’t like bloodshed, but he knew that in this line of work, sometimes it was necessary. Whenever he’d inherit the throne from his father, he still planned to make Priya advisor, finding comfort in knowing she’d make sure his head stayed screwed on tight.

Paisley’s death was the very thing that haunted Sebastian for as long as he could remember. While it wasn’t specifically Paisley death he feared, it was that someone he loved would get hurt at the expense of their business. And he’d been right. The grief struck him hard, but Sebastian did what he knew he had to do: put it away with everything else. He’d let himself feel it, small trickles while he attended to his plants, but never anything too much. Now, with the death of his sister, he knows he needs to keep a clear head and not let mourning get in the way of what needed to be done. He had a family to protect, and the war between his family and the Costello’s has only worsened, despite their original desire for peace. Morgan retaliated and Sebastian knows it’s his duty to stand by his father, even if now, more than ever, Bash wishes he could run off. He’d always had a dream of having his own land, a farm, a quiet and normal life. It’s just a dream; he knows it’s one that will never be and one he needs to rid himself of. There’s no time for dreams in war.

                                CONNECTIONS:

— Relationship Status: Single — Siblings: Priya Sinclair, Shiloh Sinclair, and Paityn Sinclair

FC: Aaron Taylor Johnson

The role of SEBASTIAN SINCLAIR is currently TAKEN.