#lieutenant indy

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That awkward moment when you’re designing an OC’s arm tattoos and realize you drew the arm he actually no longer has because he’s an amputee. It’s not a big deal since he had the same tat on both arms anyway but yeah

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Have some doodles of a few of my clone boys. Indy discussing some mission strategies, a concept for my newer commando named Shadow, and a very tired Volt.

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Hey, look, ya girl is drawing again! (actually, I've been drawing on and off, but only sketches, which I forget to post here and only post on Instagram, whoops)

Anyway, I finally drew ARC Lieutenant Indy, the bad*ss dadlad himself, in action. Don't ask how I managed the pose, I have no idea.

Also, the explosion took like two hours, holy frick, guys. It's been a hot minute since I drew an explosion.

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Doodle of my ARC Lieutenant Indy yeeting himself into battle after Jax.

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Fuse: I love hearing Indy shouting at someone else. It makes such a nice change.

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A little doodle of Indy discussing battle strategies. I love drawing this boy.

I didn't put much detail into this because I just wanted to do a fun little doodle after not doing much digital drawing lately.

Don't ask what the background is, I was just playing with stuff.

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Then There Were Two

Hahaha, you guys thought I wasn't writing anymore? I'm still writing, just not a lot I can post out of context. This one I can post because I don't plan to incorporate it into my main fic other than maybe mentioning the names of the dead troopers briefly. Anyway, Here's some stuff with Indy and Fuse because I know I haven't shared much about them with you guys, but I really think you'll like them both once I start doing more writing I can post with them.

This takes place maybe 8 months into the war? Maybe barely a year, no more than that.

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The dust started to settle on the battlefield when there was suddenly an explosion that made Indy and Fuse spin to look.

Harpy was over there… Indy started to run toward the flames where Harpy had been just a moment ago, but arms wrapped around his chest and held him back. “NO!” He screamed as Fuse held him back. “HARP! HARP, NO!!!” He thrashed against Fuse’s grasp.

The flames roared higher, but Indy didn’t care. All he cared about was getting to Harpy. He couldn’t lose Harpy too. Not after losing Tooka and Vary.

“Indy, we can’t get to him!” Fuse shouted in his ear. “Harpy wouldn’t want you to kill yourself to try to save him!”

Indy snarled and thrashed against Fuse again, harder this time as he felt his stronger brother drag him backwards. Tears burned his eyes and he felt sick. Let me go! Let me go!

Once off the battlefield, Fuse slammed Indy to the ground, hard enough to knock the wind out of him. “DON’T GET YOURSELF KILLED TOO!” He roared in Indy’s face.

Indy blinked at Fuse in shock.

“I CAN’T LOSE YOU TOO!” Fuse shouted, tears beginning to leave tracks in the dirt on his cheeks. He must have ripped his helmet off at some point. “Don’t make me lose you too!”

Indy started to cry, feeling his chest tighten as guilt and grief washed over him. Fuse simply removed Indy's helmet, pulled him into a hug, and squeezed tightly. Indy buried his face in Fuse’s neck and sobbed.