My first attempt at drawing Private

“Confessions”
January 1, 2015

Skipper paced back and forth just outside Marlene’s habitat. It was Friday, at almost eight o’clock at night. He promised he would tell her what had really happened that ngày Blowhole had used his Serum on her, but he didn’t really realize what exactly he’d have to put into words. No matter how he arranged the confession in his mind, he couldn’t figure out how to say it without things getting too awkward. thêm importantly, he couldn’t figure out how to say it.

Finally, it was coming up on the giờ and Skipper wasn’t planning on being late, especially...

Two Roads 03.27.16

Note: This shot is dedicated to GearSolidSnake, who requested it from me.

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“Rico!” Private called softly.

He stopped when he noticed light coming from storage. Furrowing his brow, he hopped up onto the windowsill for a closer look.

A dim light emanated from behind some crates. There were shadows — figures that moved along the walls. He tried to make out the shapes. His breath caught as he made out Rico’s mohawk. He pushed the window open and climbed inside.

He thankfully made it through without making any noise. Low voices drifted around the stack of crates, but...