March 27, 2015

The Bird

Graphite on paper, colored in Adobe Photoshop ~ 180 minutes

the_bird copy copyArcs of light turned the shadows pink...


CLEOPATRA OTTIN slams into the crumbling facade, taking cover as a barrage of c-beams pass overhead. She holds her breath against the reek of burned-hair, counting to 10 before gasping in lungfuls of air.


You lucky bitch!

Her RADIO chimes – a few notes from her regimental chorus play flatly, announcing a company wide directive.


Bunker, bunker, bunker! All assets clear to the edge – we are live fire in 30 seconds! That means you Otty – you’re 15 yards South West. Move your ass, yesterday!

Cleopatra crouches low, peering through a gap in the wall. The enemy’s advance scouts are running at a half-crouch, but not directly towards her. She keys her radio on.


Command – I have 4 pigs left. Permission to deploy?


Negative! You have sub-20 seconds to clear that grid. MOVE!

Cleopatra is already unboxing the detonators. Stringing the 4 together she cranks a time-delay dial and spits out a mouthful of dust. Reaching behind her she unclips her bra-strap and slinks each arm free, then pulls the bra loose and hangs it over the top of the wall, visible to the enemy. She grins wide and pats the nestle of wires and explosives at her feet before taking off for the battlefield’s edge.

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