[The markers come out now, and a faint frown forms on his face, all the way from the jawbone to the eyes. He's tired. Exhausted. Used up and abused even before the war, with none of the steel it takes to handle violence on this scale. Still too soft in the middle. But the set in his jaw is hard. It's a clench. His teeth are probably suffering from the grinding they've been getting lately. What's left of his teeth, anyway. He glares at the table for a moment, and pulls out the markers, even though they're for Peace.
The butcher paper becomes a sketching sheet, and a little animal takes shape. A squirrel, with empty eyes and full body armor. Some zombie knight, anthropomorphic style. Beside him, a beautiful girl starts to take shape. An angel, wielding a knife, smoking something out of an apple. He sighs.]
At least you can, if you need to. It sucks, but...but somebody should. Sucks to be you.
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[The markers come out now, and a faint frown forms on his face, all the way from the jawbone to the eyes. He's tired. Exhausted. Used up and abused even before the war, with none of the steel it takes to handle violence on this scale. Still too soft in the middle. But the set in his jaw is hard. It's a clench. His teeth are probably suffering from the grinding they've been getting lately. What's left of his teeth, anyway. He glares at the table for a moment, and pulls out the markers, even though they're for Peace.
The butcher paper becomes a sketching sheet, and a little animal takes shape. A squirrel, with empty eyes and full body armor. Some zombie knight, anthropomorphic style. Beside him, a beautiful girl starts to take shape. An angel, wielding a knife, smoking something out of an apple. He sighs.]
At least you can, if you need to. It sucks, but...but somebody should. Sucks to be you.