Adrian Caine is, by any other term, a rather normal guy. He stands at six foot one, weighs a little over one hundred-thirty pounds, and has absolutely normal features that do absolutely nothing to distinguish him as anything out of the ordinary. This is largely because he -is- nothing out of the ordinary. Mostly.

As stated, all his features are completely normal. Long hair, petite features, and a triangular face. Perhaps unlike what might most would expect, his hair is a dark, dark, dark blue. Under the right light, one can see the traces of cerulean, though otherwise it appears to be jet black.
His blue hair is very thick, curly, and wavy. It flows down to his shoulders in back, while it almost completely covers his face in front. To fix this problem, Adrian has brushed his hair over partially in front of one eye. It's close to the emo fashion, but not quite. Black eyeliner dares rim his steel-gray eyes, though in a very thin quantity. They can never stay in one place for long. His lips are lush and pink. They are almost always pursed in either nerves or thought, more often the former. Around his neck is a red ascot, though call him 'Fred' and he'll gladly kick your ass. Thick Bose headphones are either on his ears or around his thin neck, the cord leading down to a pocket.
Adrian wears a black shirt portraying the logo of one of his favorite bands (The list is too long to really go over.) with a dark yellow jacket above it. The jacket has various swirling patterns over it done in black, along with chinese lettering over the left breast. It clings rather tightly to his form, though there is no muscle bulk to show off. Lower, somewhat tight-fitting black jeans show off a pair of bulges, one moderate and from his loins, the other from his music player of choice.

Over an almost pert rear, the bulge of his wallet will show.
Adrian usually wears a pair of thick, black leather combat boots, though he may go barefoot every once in a while. His disposition is very relaxed, to the casual eye, though any skill at reading behavior will reveal a nervous, timid man. It's in his liquid movements, his shifting eyes, how thin he always draws his lips. He buries himself in music, art, and poetry. To see him lacking his music player, a book, or a sketchpad means that something is very, very wrong.

Voice lilty, feminine-swish to his hips, and the occasional limp wristed gesture, maybe he a bit flamey, but his personality kills the thought. Headstrong. Defiant. Intelligent. Sarcastic? Condescending? He's a lot of things. He's whatever he feels like when it comes to sex. So, he's a smuke, who prefers the bottom.

His biggest weakness is sweet things and stuffed animals. He has a love for cute things.