sombra can’t do jack shit to hanzo because that dude has absolutely no secrets. she can’t threaten to embarrass him because he already beat her to the punch. she can’t expose the ways in which he’s fucked up because he basically just tells everyone what he’s done wrong as soon as he meets them. everything he’s ashamed of, he wears on his sleeve. his right sleeve. because his left sleeve is tastefully pulled down, exposing his nipple.
I really wanted Jess to be part of the comic, but not in that sense. For now. Also, sorry if my style sometimes mess a little, becoming kinda sketchy or cartoony. It’s a metter of concentration, I think. Same about backgrounds and shadows. Jesus! I’m such a lazyass. I know the first part broke lots of hearts in two, mine first. I’m sorry guys, but the idea of this comic was hurting me from the inside since ages and now that I’m finally sharing it with you… I feel… worse. Not sure where this is going or for how long I’ll be able to continue it: I’m letting the inspiration to carry me, which means that I have no plans about the story but only a vague idea of what happens next. Really vague idea.
