[ In the library sits Sefton. He clings to a large pillow that he got from who-knows-where and keeps his back to a bookshelf, rocking back and forth slowly. His hands worry at the edges of the pillow, and he seems to be trying to ignore just about everything else in the area... though if he hears someone or watches them pass by, it's with a longing ( Read more... )

[ The ever-reclusive Sefton has made an appearance once again! Right now, he's currently in the library, Static hanging off of his shoulder, reading the titles of books while he passes. He mouths them to himself, though never seems to find what he's looking for.

Eventually he stops, places his free shoulder against the shelf and sighs. ] Who'd ( Read more... )

[ In the library, there is a sleeping boy. This boy has an egg! It is an odd, yellow egg with one pink dot on each side of it and black lightning bolt patterns along the crown. How curious ( Read more... )

[ 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, ( Read more... )

[Anybody remember that Pile o' Stuff from aaages ago? Yeah, didn't think so. Looks like someone's stumbled into it, though, and has even added on a bunch of things to the original mishmash. At the moment, he's simply pacing near the pile, toying with a shoe string tied around his right wrist.]

Who knew people'd lose so much 'round here...? [Sigh ( Read more... )

[Hello, Plane. Sefton and Chivy are both soaked and have managed to misuse their ice accessories... which happens to be why Chivy is bent in two -- his hand is frozen to Sefton's heel.]

Just don't walk too fast, I'll fall over.

[ Sefton happens to be wringing some sort of hat out. The fact that it's right over Chivy's head is entirely ( Read more... )

[ The hallway of the Labyrinth in which Sefton finds himself is fairly nondescript. Stone walls covered in moss and a dirty floor beneath his feet. Mostly, he seems startled and confused at what just happened. Having not yet noticed the second person nearby, he decides that talking to himself is obviously the best course of action. ]Where... This ( Read more... )

-hand's cold. [ Plane, say hello. Today there are two people appearing at once, one possibly a bit familiar, while the other possibly a bit... tinier. Chivy has the smaller, younger boy's hand. The child, about eight or so, has a white, stuffed rabbit (with a blue lace ribbon around its neck) clutched between his other arm and chest. However, he ( Read more... )

[ When Sefton appears on the Plane, it's a little anticlimactic. In one hand, he's holding his tarot card-the Lovers-while his other hand is up at his mouth, wiping something off. He looks around, uncertain (and maybe a tiny bit guilty) for some reason. ]

Card's still here... Did it work? How'm I supposed to tell...?

[ Standard Sefton disclaimer ( Read more... )

[ When Sefton appears on the Plane, he looks shaken. He's behind the theater, which is convenient, since he automatically slouches his left side against it-and immediately pulls back with a quiet "ow" and settles for placing his back on the wall instead.

He slides down and curls his legs close up to his chest. ]

That can't be right... I mean, ( Read more... )