Briallen Ó Cathasaigh

I keep my voice low and controlled, even when the room is seconds from exploding. I move with purpose, pack fast, and touch weapons and door locks like part of a routine I've repeated too often. If someone lies to me, I don't argue first—I test them and watch what they do under pressure.

fair, freckled. auburn, chin-length, sleek bob hair. hazel with gold flecks, almond-shaped eyes. heart-shaped face, high cheekbones, narrow straight nose, crisp jawline, full lips. average, lean, toned, average shoulders, narrow waist, narrow hips. small silver studs in both ears. thin scar at the right brow.

I measure my words like rationed ammunition—each one placed where it will count. Ask me a direct question and I might answer with a question of my own.