My entry for  ebonyleopard's "Let There Be Bras" Breast Cancer Awareness Month Meme ( http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/490500/ ).

Generally speaking, when one asks my female characters to disrobe, one is generally met with an assortment of rude gestures and alarmingly-deadly weaponry. Except for this occasion, when Jesmynne - my resident psychopath (No, really. Not kidding. Wikipedia backs me up here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Psychopathy and here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Antiso.....ality_disorder ), who usually doesn't even let you see whatever weapon she's planning on ambushing you with - volunteered for duty.

I don't question these things, though if I did, I might speculate that this event was acutely influenced by a 103F feverish delerium and the lingering effects of sleep deprivation and cold medicine.

Anyways.

Jesmynne is another Vycerian duck, and in the time before the fighting wing was dissolved, was the Black Knights' resident Heavy Weapons and Explosives expert. (A more accurate moniker might have been "Overkill Specialist"...) Those comparing her with Lilah ( http://www.furaffinity.net/view/1500904/ ) will note hers is a considerably more athletic/muscular physique.

Her eyes are a kind of bluish-slate, though she tends to let her hair mask them, and - not that it has any bearing here whatsoever - she's hydrophobic. (Yes, that's right. A duck that's afraid of water. I know. But I promise there's a perfectly rational explanation behind that, at least.)

Also, gents, don't get any ideas. She's already got a beau, and D'Gal is not the type to share. Or even tolerate the lingering appreciative looks Jes is wont to inspire in her more coherent moments.

Like when she's not trying to bait and trap park pigeons by systematically crumbling buttered croissants in Paris.

Or when she isn't firing a laser cannon onto center stage at the local Renaissance Faire's jousting match, having taken up the cause of the pirate queen while completely missing the fact that the entire conflict is a fictitious romp.

Or cutting the cables on a runabout's retrorockets before 'accidentally' letting her favorite nemesis escape in said craft.

I could go on, but I'm sure you get the idea. :D


Micron inks on drawing paper, colored in PhotoShop. Her towel is brought to you by a bright shining piece of my sanity I'll never see again, as is the background of jasmine flowers. (Someday I shall gets me a Wacom Cintiq tablet, but until then, fear my l33t mouse skillz.) Debating making her a print and donating the profits to breast cancer research, but I'm not convinced I'd sell enough to justify the printing costs. Still, this was great anatomy practice, I suppose. And I got to work on a PSD file with a "Skivvies" Layer, which was highly amusing b/c I seldom get to brush the dust off that particular term. :3

More on the Black Knights can be found at Bob Kiwi & Co. here: http://bobkiwi.tripod.com