[center][h1][b][color=lightgreen]Sean Anderson[/color][/b][/h1]
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Sean continued to help Poppy collect the multicolored shards, looking up when Desmond approached. Upon being asked who he was, Sean gave a friendly grin and waved with his left hand. [color=lightgreen]"Name's Sean,"[/color] he said past his still-burning cigarette. [color=lightgreen]"No need to worry about me, I'm a friend. I've been stopping by here for the last...five years, I think it is, now? You can consider me a kinda travelling salesman, of sorts. I'll only be here a few days, or so, if you guys have need of me."[/color] As he spoke, his eyes darted up and down the newcomer, analyzing him. [color=lightgreen][i]Unless he was born without that eye, I think it's safe to say he's human,[/i][/color] he concluded. [color=lightgreen][i]He's open, but wary. Of course, in this day and age, who isn't? Seems to be something more there, though I can't quite put my finger on it. Kind of protectiveness, maybe?[/i][/color]

Sean's eyes then turned toward yet another new face. They appeared young, with strange two-toned hair, most of it being dark with a shock of white. They were also tall, much taller than himself, and skinny enough that it looked like they would fall over at the slightest breeze. What stood out the most, even past the tattoos and piercings, however, was the seemingly lost look in their eyes, a look that Sean recognized very well from his time with the provisional government. [color=lightgreen][i]A newly awakened revenant, or at least one that had recently dispersed and reconstituted,[/i][/color] he decided. [color=lightgreen][i]Interesting people always seem to flock here.[/i][/color]

Thanks to his proximity, Sean was able to clearly hear Indigo tell Poppy there was someone in the woods, watching them. His eyes subtly shifted in the direction Indigo indicated and, sure enough, there was someone or something in the trees. [color=lightgreen]"Well, looks like catching up's gonna have to wait,"[/color] he quietly said with a chuckle as he rose to his feet. His steel right hand gleamed in the sunlight as he took his cigarette between his index and middle fingers. He took a drag, then removed the cigarette as he exhaled, smoke spilling from his lips as he dropped his cigarette and snuffed it out with his boot. As he did, he told Poppy in a low voice, [color=lightgreen]"I'm no Ajax or Akaia, but I'm sure I can get around them and cut off their escape if you wanna question them. Your call, Pops."[/color]