<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/fe/de/ec/fedeec01e313b326b9e96f9a063013a7--garret-hedlund-handsome-faces.jpg)(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ec/8e/79/ec8e7957e520c78d7a423326000b8956.jpg)</div>Name: Cian / Cyan O'Connor  (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=289260.msg14216436#msg14216436)<br/>Age: 27<br/>Sexuality: Bisexual<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 7pt;">but a slut for men honestly</span><br/>Wearing:<strong>THIS</strong>(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/a3/a2/c3/a3a2c34529a9cef485a0b89fb1e54363--men-summer-style-summer-styles.jpg) and<strong>THAT</strong>(https://ae01.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1R0IbQpXXXXcXXFXXq6xXFXXXt/Men-summer-sandals-men-beach-slippers-personality-fashion-simple-shoes-B1213.jpg)<br/>Time: Day one - Midmorning<br/>Location:<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 7pt;">Entering Paradise &gt; Bar &gt;</span>Lounge Beach<br/>Tagging:<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 7pt;">Chris Harrison (NPC)</span>| Liam | Chase | Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">  Cian O'Connor realized the moment he arrived that he was going to be in a group of bachelors and bachelorettes ... speed-dating ... <em>on television</em>. He knew this beforehand, but being here now was a parallel mindset. 7.8 million viewers were going to watch how he flirted, seduced, and competed. Basically, show his game for America to see ... for the rest of his life. He exhaled. Piece of cake, right? <em>Upside down pineapple.</em><br/>  <br/>  Holy shet, Chris Harrison. Cian shook his hand, relieved that so far there was no cheesy scripted twist. <br/><br/>  He made his way down rocky, sandy stairs. The sun beamed stronger by mid-morning, and the sea breeze was thick and wafting with scents like the sweet and salty, the floral, and the burning wood. Faint overlapping water and whispers of it washing away. Crossing the cute bridge over what seemed an endless lazy river or pool, Cian made it to the bar. The place was tropical but seemed almost empty save for crew, making him wonder if he was the first to arrive. Or the last! He patted the glossy counter playfully until the bartender came around. <br/><br/>  "Aah.. mimosa, please, my good man!" He looked up at the swaying leaves hearing high-pitched tweets, and a pair of orange-fronted parakeets flew to a branch and perched there. One tended to themself, pecking under a wing. The other began feeding their partner something that was in its mouth, and it looked for a moment they were passionately making out. Cian chuckled at the amorous sunny sight. The bartender came back with his drink, and he thanked him, good man. He helped himself to a hearty sour sip.<br/><br/>  Not far from the bar, he spotted Liam. An attractive bachelor, but his sexuality was unknown.<br/><br/>  "Hello, yello!" Cian called, approaching. "Is everybody already here?" <br/><br/>  He could hear some laughing, chatting, and splashing in the distance. <br/><br/>  "Ah, put her there," he offered Liam a handshake with his free left hand, his other holding onto the flute glass of mimosa. <br/>"I'm Cian! Spelled the Irish way or exactly like the color, I dun care brah." <br/><br/>  He continued to walk down a little further, spotting more people down by the infinity pool and the beach it overlooked. <br/>"I think I'm heading for those loungers." Cian winked, tongue clicking. "Go get you some, stud!" <br/><br/>  Down by the loungers at a cabana, Cian spotted another handsome man (Chase) and more ladies frolicking in the ocean<br/>in a considerable distance. He chuckled with amusement, marveling at all this beauty. He put out his hand for Chase to shake.<br/><br/>  "Yello there, I'm Cian!" He squinted in the sun, sipping more from his tangy mimosa. "See anybody you fancy?" <br/></div>