Being flopped under an open sky that doesn’t care is the perfect place for thinking heavy thoughts.
In a different time, in a different universe, where Kirie could go to high school instead of trekking across the desert with a bunch of weirdoes.
Big pockets, heavy fabric, fuzzy collar, shoulder patches – aw heck yes. Now that’s a coat!
This is an old sketch I found in a pile of papers and cleaned up a bit. The outfit’s a bit more on the ceremonial side than the practical side, I’d think. Imposing-looking with all those tekk feathers, tusks and teeth, though.