So.. With The Reveal Of Loki, I Thought I'd Give Him A Doodle, And Holy Shit He's Hard To Draw

So.. with the reveal of Loki, I thought I'd give him a doodle, and holy shit he's hard to draw

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Using an unfinished sketch to help <3

She has to deal with this.. a lot.

Lux's first fuck up.

An OC-Canon fanfic.

(Prologue.)

Sat by a dock, Lux flipped through a small handbook of notes she'd compiled on those around her. Even if she didn't speak much to those around her, Lux always took note of their actions, their behaviour patterns and mannerisms. One thing she'd certainly noticed was how disorganised the marines were.. and it ticked her off to say the least. She placed the handbook down, searching herself for a cigarette, before finding one in an odd pocket, bringing it to her lips before snapping her nails together. A little party trick she'd figured out as a teenager back in Kholodon. If you could snap your nails together quick enough, the tip would light. And so she brought her lit finger to her cigarette, letting it sizzle before shaking her hand to put out the flame.

Fire, one of the things that connected her back to that bastard of a man, yet she dealt with it. After all, a girl with a short temper is nothing but a lighter waiting to spring into action. Her insomnia probably didn't help her case. With a heavy breath in, the smoke from her cigarette escaped from either side of her lips, leaving a heavy haze around her alongside the smoke from her flaming hair, which never seemed to exactly go out.

It was warmer than Kholodon at least, she missed the snow from her homeland. The cold feeling against the warmth of her flames, it kept her stable. But now, she was stuck here, as a marine. She wouldn't become a pirate, Lux had sworn that to herself when she was younger. All the stories she'd been told by him when she was younger, of brave marines, who fended off pirates that tortured people with the use of these disgusting fruits created by devils.

Yet, she raised her head to the sky, blowing the smoke to the sun, taking the cigarette from her mouth and pressing it against the plank work to put the spark out. She couldn't say much, the surname 'Mane' she bore.. wasn't even truly a surname. A title given by her father, to remind her of her failed heritage. 'Lux Mane', what a joke.. her name was Khari, yet no-one referred to her as, Lux, a nickname. Tsk, if only they knew the past behind that name.

She let out a small chuckle, reminiscing of her past days as a child, within the Kholodian military. Khari. That was a name to be feared back where she was from, the only person who wasn't scared of her was her captain. Axe. He was a strange one, but he taught her most of what she knew. He made her into what she was, 'Khari, The two spirited firecracker.' A shitty name, but it did what it needed to do. Scare people.

Some irl lux doodles,

Ft. Younger lux w/ jinbei and her youngest child

Exploring some Lux lore in grey scale x