Like white on rice? Sorry, that’s unfair. Let me warn you. I want you to follow, because no matter what you think you might know, we will always be one step, three steps- seven steps ahead of you, and just when you think you’re catching up, that’s when we’ll be right behind you. And at no time will you be anywhere other than exactly where I want you to be. So come close, get all over me because the closer you think you are, the less you’ll actually see.
I’ve been feeling really disorganized and gross lately, and I feel like my styles looking a bit too clean and polished and stiff. I feel really cluttered and lazy and unmotivated, but it happens. It’s come and gone before, so hopefully this’ll pass real soon. So to clean things up a bit, here’s some sketches I never really finished, or just little ones I didn’t feel like posting on their own.
“FN-2187 has the potential to be one of the finest stormtroopers I have ever seen…But his decision to split the fire-team and return for FN-2003 is problematic. It speaks to a potentially…dangerous level of empathy.”
Kadia didn’t want to go, it was plain as day to anyone that would
listen and considering she was a princess that was a lot of people. She
was a royal, a member of the highest society and although round the
people that mattered she matched the role, her guards new better and
soon so would Izuna. Each guard was hand picked by her. If she was
going to go on such a trip she wanted to know them and make sure they
understood her needs.
She had the elegance of the royals as
she walked down the corridor, hands together and back straight. As her
green eyes laid on him she smile sweetly. “Ah, you must be Izuna, yes?
Lovely. Now Is everything ready? I will not leave unless everything is
perfect.” Her eyes shifted to glance at the castle guards before looking
back at him. Oh how she couldn’t wait for them to leave so she could be
herself once more.