Seamus Finnigan (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} openbottle) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
Seamus reached eagerly for the mirror, tipping it up so he wouldn't have to look down quite so much to look into it. "Oh, wow," he said, reaching his other hand up to touch and then snatching it down again. "It looks amazing."
He really hadn't had any idea what to expect - and he'd probably have said he loved it, even if he didn't - but it really did look cool. "I look like art." Which, despite the sketching, was not something Seamus was used to feeling about himself. "I'm going to have to hang around so people can see it. And I want a photo!" His mind was suddenly spinning a mile a minute, and he was spinning the ring on his thumb back and forth to quell the urge to touch. "You should sign it, or something. So people know who did it." Or just because it would be cool...