Wolfwood: Bitch, where's my boy? Don't make me cut you. Legato: I'd be all witty and crazy, but between keeping Vash down and this big fucking hole in my chest.... hell.
I swear the story gets more patchy as the artwork improves! Nightow seems to enjoy that... "ok, we'll outline every second of this fight over half the book, then have a two-year gap. Now... another totally in-depth fight, and...um... seven months? Yeah. Seven months pass." My plotbunnies love you, Nightow-sensei! You give it up make it too easy!
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Wolfwood: Bitch, where's my boy? Don't make me cut you.
Legato: I'd be all witty and crazy, but between keeping Vash down and this big fucking hole in my chest.... hell.
I swear the story gets more patchy as the artwork improves! Nightow seems to enjoy that... "ok, we'll outline every second of this fight over half the book, then have a two-year gap. Now... another totally in-depth fight, and...um... seven months? Yeah. Seven months pass." My plotbunnies love you, Nightow-sensei! You
give it upmake it too easy!