Poor Willy Wombat!
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egypturnashColonel Crow, in the Library, with the Revolver.
Col. Crow's career was unusual, in that it existed at all. Most women of the 1910s were kept well away from the service during the War, with the exception of a few all-female divisions that, truly, served more as morale-boosting exercises than actual combat units. Ms Crow, however, broke the rules. She brassed her way into the Army at the age of thirteen as a boy, and managed to keep her sex secret until she'd already earned two medals for distinguished service.
There was really nothing to do with her except promote her, and ship her back home to a desk job, at that point.
Mr. Wombat made one too many jokes about "closing your eyes and thinking of England" when Col. Crow was in earshot.
Many thanks to Chris Goodwin for the initial inspiration. Hope you don't mind me appropriating your abandoned concept!
Col. Crow's career was unusual, in that it existed at all. Most women of the 1910s were kept well away from the service during the War, with the exception of a few all-female divisions that, truly, served more as morale-boosting exercises than actual combat units. Ms Crow, however, broke the rules. She brassed her way into the Army at the age of thirteen as a boy, and managed to keep her sex secret until she'd already earned two medals for distinguished service.
There was really nothing to do with her except promote her, and ship her back home to a desk job, at that point.
Mr. Wombat made one too many jokes about "closing your eyes and thinking of England" when Col. Crow was in earshot.
Many thanks to Chris Goodwin for the initial inspiration. Hope you don't mind me appropriating your abandoned concept!
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Date: 2005-11-29 03:48 pm (UTC)Friggin' splendid. ;)
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Date: 2005-11-29 04:10 pm (UTC)Or tack an "I meant to do that" onto it. :) Perhaps there's a huge volume of smoke because it's not earthly smoke - this takes place in some odd alterna-Victorian timeline where the spiritualists and the engineers got together and made some truly frightening weaponry? After all, for a chauvinist pig like that, you want to make sure that it's more than his body that's dead...
Or maybe not, but the idea still makes me smile. :)
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Date: 2005-11-29 05:30 pm (UTC)1) Careful with the flourishes on the text. A couple go a long way, and several go way too far. The closing quote marks practically disappear into the flourish of the 'd'.
2) The wallpaper texture is misaligned with the angle of the wall enough to cause disorientation, and not the good sort. I'd put just enough perspective effect on it to make sure it fit with the rest of the lines, and then it would be perfect.
Other than that, I love the piece. The crosshatching to add shading to the bookshelf works well, I think.
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