What do I do now?

Once again, Wemics!

This is based on events of Sunday of last Maelstrom, during this section of a fic I wrote, actually;

"I'm against his shoulder, and his arms are around me, and they don't have to be, but they are.

Akkadis is ill, so ill, and I can't help.

You have more important things to do, and I feel I'm making such a scene. It's been like this for hours. Jericho says this is normal. I understand physical wounds. But mental...

I hook my claws in his armor. Usually this means "Can we go to bed soon?" now it means "Please, I'm sorry, but please-she's told me you're scared of change and that's not what I'm trying to do, just...take care of me, for now..."

Marcus belongs to David Sheridan, Sha Ti'el is mine. I'm hoping this one's a bit closer to the current mark, age wise! Still not quite there-need to reed more Shonen comics maybe...

I'm also wondering if the head-and-shoulders shots are a bit of a cop-out, although I'm enjoying them immensely! Might do some full bodies soon...maybe...