con man

Sean Byrne | 30 | Empath | Rosendale

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theosgame:

“Jealous?” He knew he Sean was not for that life, hell he didn’t believe he was until Andrea. Things changed, as well as himself. But Sean? He’d never believe him if he said he’d marry. He’d also feel sorry for whoever he tricked into saying yes for that matter. “I respect that, you’ve got better taste than I thought. But we both know Meryl Streep would never go near you, let alone me. Still, you do have taste.” That the least he could say. He always believed he had taste, even if he was rarely seen. “Not exactly–” he paused, knowing this was the one person he could talk to this about. “I’d gotten drawn into the biggest con either of us had ever seen. Even wrapped her into it, she’s a hacker–best I’d seen. But even with a damn good hacker this time, thing went to hell.” 

“Yeah, of the fact that someone else is gonna get my well-deserved attention,” Sean answered with a roll of his eyes. And it was just the tiniest bit true. The married thing wasn’t a big deal, the fact that he was a greedy bastard was. “Meryl Streep doesn’t have to get near me, I’ll still love her. But of course I have taste, look at me. I’m so damn tasteful.” And lucky that he’d decided to wear a tie today. “Huh...” Hacker had gotten his attention. Hacker was fucking useful, actually. “What went wrong, then, if she’s so good?”

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theosgame:

“No bullshit, Seany boy, would you believe it that I got something steady?” Steady his ass, he was married. It was indeed a surprise, but a bigger surprise would be if Sean ever did. Hell would freeze over that day.  “Better yet, got a ring to prove it.” He didn’t make point in showing him, on the off chance he would take it for a con. It would not be the first time he used “having a wife” as a cover. But it was as far as he could get from it. “If that’s the case, I hear they have bingo night at the retirement home. Might find yourself a granny in her last days. Might leave you what her kids were promised.” he pointed out, but on a more serious note he adds. “I have noticed a few in your preferred age rang ‘round here. Might not get much, but they are better than your usual taps.” He nods, looking over him, that’s better than he’d been lately. “I’d say so, hell if I knew this place existed I might have gotten here soon. Andrea seems to be a fan–it’s hard to tell with her.”

Sean was stunned into a very rare silence, frowned, saw the ring, and managed a single thing. “Ew.” It wasn’t like it was actually disgusting, even though it sort of was. Not the marriage bit, but the fact that out of all the people he’d ever worked with, Teddy was the one who’d gotten married. Meanwhile, Sean could barely stand to touch someone. How in the hell had life gotten here? “Alright, listen, we both know I stop once they get senior citizens discount and the only exceptions will ever be George Clooney when he gets there and Meryl Streep for obvious reasons.” Sean snorted at the last comment. “Yeah, you were too busy living the domestic life, I guess.”

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theosgame:

“This morning? That’s impressive for you.” He noted, before that would have been an insult to them both. But now, with him being married changed that quite drastically in both his bathing and relations habits. Still, even with changes such as that he had longed to have their days back when it was just them against the world and shit talking the other at pubs after a job. “Are you keeping that up here? Looking to please the cougars here as well or just the rich ones?” He was curious, he hadn’t known him to stop the game and he wondered if he ever would. “I don’t believe you are, not this time. Unless there’s something you’re not telling me. Been three years, a lot can change.”

Sean felt the frown before he could get it under control. He’d been going for the easy insult, and now this. “You? This morning? Don’t bullshit me, Teddy.” His frown was slowly turning into a half-assed smirk. Well, it figured that he wouldn’t be the first one to find someone to keep around, with his track record. “I will take anyone at this point, and there’s nobody who hasn’t set off the power too much, so I’ve got nothing to look forward to.” If it happened again that he got an older lady with money, he would be fine with that. “I don’t know, I’ve got more money than I did and nobody’s shot at me since I got here, so I’m doing pretty damn well.”

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theosgame:

“At least they wouldn’t mistake me for a trash bin. When was the last time you bathed?” He challenged, meeting his wit with just as much. He was sure that was one thing the liked about, he was quick. The harmless insults were nothing but fun, something he’d been missing out on in the last few months. “When they talk it’s for reason, you talk to hear your own voice.”  He noted before he nodded in agreement. “But you’re right. They probably have given up, moved on to some other sucker by now.” He knew the grudges lingered, but now he was on that list too or assumed dead–not sure which they’d place him under. “You’ve never passed on free food, but I’m glad. I’m sure you’ve had a better time than I these last few years.” Well, he had a better love life he was sure of that. God, how was he going to bring up the fact he married? “As good of a time you can have, anyway.”

“Last time you got laid,” Sean replied smoothly, tilting his head and a glint in his eye. He hadn’t had a back and forth this easy since he’d moved to Rosendale, and had nearly forgotten that this was probably his favorite form of entertainment. “Sure. Another sucker after one of their wives, totally plausible.” Not. But it wasn’t like it mattered. He was across the country, nobody would spend that much effort on little old him. “Really? I mean, I’m always doing better than you, but are you thinking of anything specific?”

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brooksmontgomery:

His eyebrow raised, “So you pretty much retired already? Aren’t you a bit young for that?” Brooks didn’t think he was that old, but no one had to be that old to actually retire, right?

Sean shook his head. “No, just not currently on stage. I have a different job.” Sort of. It made him money, at least. “I wish I could retire, though. I’d need a lot more money than I’m making.”

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brooksmontgomery:

“You majored in theater? Why do you live here?” Brooks wasn’t trying to sound offensive, but he figured there were more opportunities in other cities. “Oh, shit. That shows hilarious. Some people do the dumbest shit, and then I realize that some of that stuff has happened to me.”

“Yep. And because I couldn’t get a job in theater. I’m not competitive like I used to be.” After the powers had come in, he’d become a lot better of an actor, but he’d quickly found out that such strong empathy really hurt when a whole audience was feeling bad for your character. “See, there you go. Happens to the best of us.”

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brooksmontgomery:

Brooks shook his head, “Sorry, man. Never even heard of it. Though, that is a very accurate description of this situation, and a lot more when it doesn’t have to do with ice.”

Sean chuckled and shook his head. “No, I don’t blame you. I forget that not everyone majored in theater.” He was probably actually the only one. “Yeah, it’s a fun one. It’s basically why that America’s Funniest Videos show is so good.”

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theosgame:

“Perhaps to the blind,” the banter came naturally even after so many years. It was nice to see him again. He still considered him a good friend, even better partner. After the years of trying to find someone to replace him on the team, he always came up short. He’d never tell him that mostly because he could never live it down. “They were never great at the execution of finding, but God did they threaten.” He chuckled, shaking his head at the thought. They could agree on some things after all. “That’s part of it. I was looking for someone. How ‘bout I tell you about it over lunch?”

“You mean the same ones who went blind after they looked at you, or the ones who thought you looked a mess even when they couldn’t see you?” Sean countered with a smirk. Of course, as far as he knew, they’d both been equal when it came to how other people thought they looked, but he wouldn’t admit it. He was going to be the best out of the two, even if he really wasn’t. “I mean, they’re great at talking, better than me, almost, but honestly, no results.” Maybe one day they’d get themselves together, but he honestly doubted it. Especially not when their spouses liked him so much. “You know what? I’ll take you up on it. Need food anyway.”

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brooksmontgomery:

Brooks’ eyebrow raised in confusion, “Schad–what?”

Sean blinked. “Okay. Right. I forget not everyone’s seen Avenue Q. It’s German. Means ‘happiness at the misfortune of others’. It’s why you laugh when someone busts their ass on ice.”

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brooksmontgomery:

“Eh, the sun will come out and then most of it will be gone anyways.” At least that’s what he hoped. He didn’t feel like jumping from patch to patch on his way back home. “I can laugh at myself, just don’t want to have too in a very public medium.”

“Yeah, if it makes the temperature go up any. As long as it’s under freezing, the sidewalk is fucked,” Sean replied. He was very familiar with ice. “Fair enough. No schadenfreude for the rest of us, then.”

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averyphillips:

“Wow, that’d be amazing. I’m not one for confrontation.” She chuckled lightly before an eyebrow raised at him. “So that means I’m lucky to not be your friend? I think that’s the first time I’ve ever heard that one.”

“Me either, that’s why I said I’d get someone else to do it.” After all, it had mostly worked for him for years. “Yeah, no, it’s lucky. The more I like you the more terribly obnoxious I get, is what I’ve been told.”

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averyphillips:

“Oh, gosh. I sure hope so. That would really help me a lot.” Avery had no idea who planned that sort of thing, but someone should really be on it. For her sake. “Hey, if you can do it well then why not? It would have been worse if you just laughed as you were passing me by.”

“If they don’t, I will...go convince someone to fight them for you. Or to put down salt, either way.” Either could be achieved by a little bit of emotional manipulation, if it really came down to it. “Oh, no, I save the laughing for family and close friends only. You’re lucky you’re not them.”

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brooksmontgomery:

“That’s severely lacking for me at the moment. I guess I’ll continue making it up as I go along,” which wasn’t going half bad, besides the few falls here and there. “Oh, I’m always down for people watching when it’s like this. Just don’t want it to be the other way around.”

“Yeah. Well, I would say just avoid this, but I guess that’s harder than it seems.” He shrugged. “Aw, you just need to learn to laugh at yourself. Unless you actually hurt yourself.” Sean had learned very early to laugh at his screw ups. He’d be a very upset person otherwise.

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averyphillips:

“You and me both,” she laughed, adjusting her bag on her shoulder. “Thank you so much for helping me, Sean. Probably would have been there struggling for much longer if you hadn’t.”

“Maybe by the time you’re headed back they’ll have put more salt out.” He was surprised that they hadn’t been thorough anyway, but he wasn’t a city planner. “No problem. Least I could do since I was being a show off.”

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theosgame:

“With a face like that it’s a wonder I almost forgot it.” He pushed back, not needing a past headache to add to the one he had. Though it was a nice to see such a familiar face. Even if it was going to be a pain in the ass in the end. He missed Sean. “No, I miss you about as much as your mother. But some of our past associates were. Guess they didn’t think to look in Mayberry. How the hell you’d end up here?”

“You couldn’t ever forget this face, I’m too good-looking,” Sean answered with a smile. It was nice to see that Teddy was basically the same. Quick to annoy and be annoyed, good for banter. He could tell that he was actually missed. “Oh, sure, they can keep looking. They’ve all got their heads too far up their asses to notice where I’ve gone. And I don’t know, I just decided this was far enough away. You?”

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notalwaysnora:

“I think we all wish that, but how are ya so good at that?” She really wanted to know, in all truth. “Please? I was fine most of the side walk, but I think my boots finally betrayed me.” She couldn’t help the laugh that escaped her, it was nearly comical. She was far from being mad at him, but more so the ice and the weather–she missed the warmer climate even if the snow was beautiful. “I was hoping some handsome man in a snowmobile  would save me, but you’ll do.” She teased, extending her and out to him. 

“Well, I grew up with a good amount of snow every winter, so it’s mostly just practice? My brothers used to hide my skates, so I learned how to skate with shoes to show them up,” he explained. “Oh, well, excuse my lack of snow mobile, but I figure I’m handsome enough, surely.” Sean chuckled as he grabbed hold of her hand. Well, she wasn’t in the worst mood she could be. That was nice. “I’ll do the work, you just hold on, okay?”

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averyphillips:

Avery got her footing finally, standing up fully now and releasing a sigh of relief. “Well, seeing as it’s my day off. I hope it is.” She laughed, wanting that to be accurate. Being away from the hospital was supposed to be relaxing, even if the worst thing that happened was her slipping on ice. “Thank you for helping me. I’m Avery.”

He felt the relief flood her, and before he could let out his own sigh, he let go. “Oh, in that case, I hope the ice is the most of your troubles and it won’t be a little shit again,” Sean replied with a chuckle. “No problem. I’m Sean.”