rabbit-rays:words make less sense these days/faces look flat and unfamiliaroh triage we’re rea
rabbit-rays:words make less sense these days/faces look flat and unfamiliaroh triage we’re really in it now….[image id: a two page comic about triage, a clone oc. in the first page, a group of clones stands close together, looking relaxed. all of them are faced away from the camera except triage, who is looking over their shoulder. the group is lit in blue, with beams of light as if they’re underwater, and seaweed frames the bottom of the frame. white text reads ‘sometimes i think that i’m a seahorse’. at the top of page two, triage, in blue, kneels in front of a partially disassembled b1 droid, in a pool of red. at the bottom of the page, triage, in red, looks nervously down at their own forearm. bright red bones are visible over their arm. in the red background, anatomical drawings of a heart and lungs are barely visible. black and white text reads ‘sometimes i think that i’m a horseshoe crab’. end id.] -- source link