He will be an Imperial Fists captain. And, remember, I started painting Imperial fists precisely because of *THAT* comic panel.

He'd burned her pretty badly with a miracle fireball, so she was pissed off. G-d damn Cyberpapists.

Can't fault you there!

I had fun playing her. I have to admit I may have a thing for ladies with eye patches

Reminds me of the time someone tried to get my Gangrel girl to dress up... Imagine a soft butch good ole Georiga gal with an eyepatch in a cocktail dress.

Both Brujah?

The Wolf Priest is named Raksha Modervargen. Lit: Raksha the mother wolf

Yup. It's only in the last several years that I've stopped flinching at the vast majority of fireworks. (I blame a daytime firework display when I was at nursery school for that. Balloons bursting still freaks me the fuck out)

There's no need for potentially careless amateurs to have explosives.

Agreed. The dog next door was going ballistic on the several nights there have been fireworks. Thankfully our cat was just a bit clingier.

Sounds adorable

It's nice to pick up the brush after a house move.

Painting is a mental health self care activity for me :-)

In the particular case I gave it, it was the hippy hippy shake.

It's how Niall, the Non-Intelligent AMOS Language Learner from an Amiga Format cover disk 35 years ago, worked. In broad strokes anyway.

Admittedly that got confused when it learned that words could follow themselves.