The long on hold comic, my first, done. I am, by no means, a good color artist, so that bit will prolly suck. just a warnin.

The last hour dragged on - even as she straighened the magazines, ordered the shelves, and aligned the chairs into perfect order, it still felt like forever. The moon was full and she was itching for some fun - and she couldn't wait for eight-o to get its lazy ass around. Finally - with a small buzz through the library, it came and she leaped from the computer and switched it off and darted to each door, checked the windows, and tucked down the lights. Finaly, time to go home! Punching the clock, she stepped out the back door after bolting the front, and made her way out - and into the alleyway which held her bike. She smiled, tugging off the thin over-jacket. The air was too hot to wear it.