feral scientist

Bren: “ugh I’m failing as Paidhi, how can I express my complex human emotions to the Atevi around me?”

In an epic, earthshaking thunderstorm.

And then Cherryh writes a tasteful, touching scene of intimacy followed by these two crazy goobers running naked out into the driving rain and then cuddling in their sleeping bag.

The next morning Banichi follows them around, teasing them mercilessly. Bren is turning various shades of red while Jago jokingly mulls over whether killing Banichi would be patricide or justified homicide.

Upholding the Laws And Regulations because you deeply hate crime (unlike Sir Samuel Vimes, who only feels personally offended by crime, because it dares happening in his city)

You look into Carrot's face for clues and only get a blank expression of polite innocence in return. You'll never know if he's that simple and literal, or maybe he means the exact opposite of what he just said. You'll never know for sure.

Just your friendly local giant cop, who inexplicably knows the names of all your third cousins and their pets.

I've been spending some quality time on the Discworld lately. And upon re-reading some of the books about The Watch, I had to draw me some Lady Ramkin. No offence to the official illustrators, they're great artists and all, but I could never see what I see when I read when I look at any of the artwork out there. So I made my own.

1. Sybil Ramkin wearing a black dress & black wig, and some family diamonds, looking like the night sky. And winking at Vimes.

2. "It's my bloody dragon!"