♚ tenth step ♚

[polarization]

[ 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. ]

Comments

[lostandfinder]

[Of course Sefton's reaching for the negative first.]

I don't know. Pepper spray, or something.

[polarization]

[ It's practically his job description. ]

... pepper spray.

[lostandfinder]

I said I didn't know. But we'll figure something out.

[polarization]

When? What good'll it do?

[lostandfinder]

Before you go back. [Luckily, that can be right after they come up with something. Yay, time dependency.] It'll help, and you'll get out of there.

[polarization]

Then what?!

[lostandfinder]

Things go back to normal. [Not exactly "ride off into the sunset" material, but it's way better than the current situation.]

[polarization]

... they'll just come back.

[lostandfinder]

You don't know that.

[polarization]

Why wouldn't they?

[lostandfinder]

Then we'll be ready, and it won't matter.

[polarization]

[ He shakes his head against his knees, remaining silent. His shoulders have begun to hitch, mind simultaneously trying to ignore the problem and hyper-focusing on one little detail. ]

[lostandfinder]

It's going to work out. [He knows how useless that sounds, but he can't doubt that, not when Sefton doesn't believe it. He just wishes he knew how to help it happen.]

[polarization]

One way or 'nother?

[lostandfinder]

Definitely.