mine eyes have seen the gloryhole

 

"Mister Bradley / Mister Martin, disaster to my blood whom I created..."

Freehand pencil session to limber up so I can ink w/out plotzing all over the damned page.

I guess it worked.  Stryfe looks alright so far.  As "all right" as he gets...

Off to a cafe to practice penciling pages alongside my husbando.

Soundtrack:  Zola Jesus vs. the LA Vampires - Bloodstone + some other track I can't remember...