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chacah said: what option of eyes are those? You’re making me want a Mirialan with those color of eyes now! Kriff!
They're the photoshop option, lol. Really, it's the light grey/blue one and lightened in PS since the colors of my orig. screens come out as buns.
And +1 to your CC score! ;D
Giving Back
The Miri is up-and-coming in the world of contemporary art, being sought after for his progressive voice and discerning eye. His Corsucant gallery houses a carefully curated collection of new and independent artists works: his way of supporting the community.
And five levels below the main floor is a prolific collection of black market arms and imperial contraband: his way of supporting the cause.
Basquiat's a highly visual man.
He may not remember your name but he will remember your standard issue, clean-pressed, slightly-decorated charcoal-gray uniform; the well-worn matte ebony boots with Imperial-crimson accents; the cast of your shadow extending behind you as the golden sun highlights your face; and your calm unsuspecting expression the moment before he sends a tranq. shot your way.
Hyleas Moxl | Hot Miri Spacer | lhunuial's oc | lines + color | large
Both quick to draw with a blaster and in sabacc.
I know that this gorgeous spacer would throw one wicked party today.
Mand Team Six L-R: Basquiat, Mozart, September, Mand-Alor, Hannal, Schadenfreude
What a new level of geekery. I gifted myself a team made of my beloved toons. Besides the boys most likely staging a coup, I'd imagine their summoning phrases to be:
Agent September: "I'm here, you're safe." Frederick Christoph Hannibal Weiss: "Let's make this snappy." Perfect Mozart: "Target, NOW." Basquiat: "Blasters drawn, heh." Schadenfreude: "My time, your creds."
Guys, let's rock.
A poster of Basquiat, my beautiful mirialan. The type lines up perfectly.
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Meanwhile, on a distant planet:
Sure, he’ll try to deny it. But Jiff definitely has September and Vector dolls…
Oohhhhmg, lolololol, Jiff. What. You are awesome. Never change, flyboy <3
*his expression. is priceless.
Basquiat | Smuggler, Armst Dealer | Lines + Color | large scale | ♫
I got what you need. —Ratchet vendor
For once, the scoundrel is the one waiting.
Basquiat | Scoundrel Class PvPer | aka Dealer
Proficient in the 'art' of dealing deconstructive 'crits'
Aleksys Weiss | Shadow Class PvPer | aka Goldy-Locks
The sweetest 'crush' you'll ever experience
Xandyr Cristo | sharpshooter sooper trooper | ipad.sketch | ♫ | large
BANG. --Spike Spiegel
Dread. Worry. Fear. And there was that overly worrying feeling of failure that wafted through the air as September made his way into the atrium of the ship, Arkoiha sitting there and looking even worse than if he had been injured.
"Koiha?" He asked, eyebrows rising as he came in fully and stood in front of him. "What has gotten into you? Usually by now you are either bouncing around the ship asking questions or draping yourself over my shoulder to see what I am working on…"
The silence that reigned was thick enough that every shuffle had him on edge. But it was as Arkoiha looked up at him, tears in his eyes while handing him something that was golden, that he started to understand.
"I-I… I’m sorry, Sept… I… I didn’t mean to!”
"Arkoiha…" He sighed out, pinching the bridge of his nose to stop the young man from sobbing. "It… It is fine… I have more uniforms…" As Arkoiha still didn’t look convinced, he took in a deep breath and murmured, "It is Halloween…”
As the bounty hunter’s eyes lit up, he knew he had said the right thing. But as Arkoiha grabbed his arm and was pulling him along towards the fresher, September started to think maybe the right thing had been the wrong thing.
It was two hours later, as they were standing in front of a house, dressed in the failed laundry attempt by Arkoiha, shining brightly from the golden color, that September silently berated himself. A man of his station should not…
"Trick or treat!" Arkoiha beamed as the door was opened, and any thoughts September had quickly disappeared at the look of sheer joy upon the man’s face.
But as the person at the door just stared at them, September quickly stood a little taller, tapping his blaster at his side and bowing his head a little, the silent words very clear.
"Give the man his candy…"
He’d make sure Arkoiha got his candy. And then, after they went back to the ship and Arkoiha seemed to be content with other things, he’d make sure to add onto that stash.
Damn it… Why was he so soft with the hunter?
lolol, i'm cracking up. I could totally feel Ark's anxiety, poor guy. Sept can be intimidating. But it all worked out in the end! ;D
Imperials—they make sure you get your candy! ahaha
The Captain's Epic Run
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Projectile specialist, cleaner, medic, joker… a man of many hats
Commander September Weiss
