Sefton Lowell [ Jᴀᴄᴋ ]
29 June 2010 @ 12:28 am
[ Oh boy, it's been a while Plane! There is a good reason for this, and this reason is a doozy. This is quickly seen when Sefton appears; not only are his wrists strapped to the gurney that he's brought with him, but he's also dressed in a pair of scrubs, barefoot, and trying to wrest his hands free from the bindings in quiet panic. ]

Come on, come on, come on, come on...!

Agh! [ He flops back against the pillow, momentarily defeated and breathing heavily. Looking for all the world like the scared, helpless fifteen year old that he is. ] Dad... Dad... why would you do this...?

[ Standard Sefton disclaimer applies, yes. ]
 
 
29 June 2010 @ 05:20 am
[Axel is, as usual, poorly dressed when he appears on the Plane. And he can blame it on someone else this time! He's barefoot, sporting the tiniest hint of a future sunburn, and he's shirtless. OH BABY. It should be noted that Axel is sickeningly pale, so unless you're into the so-white-they-blind-you-in-the-sun-like-Edward kind of guy, he's probably not that attractive. He's also bony-edged and scrawny and lanky and other awkward high school adjectives.

The long coat, sash, and poofy pants can only mean one thing.

Agrabah!

With him comes a rush of hot air and sand, which he shakes off on his way to the kitchen for a nice, cold drink. He muses to himself while unscrewing a glass soda bottle.]


Man, I love double standards.
 
 
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