Lynn kinda looks like a bandit here, with the cloak wrapped over his face, but there’s all sorts of smoke and toxic stuff in the air. Cassius managed to shield baby Sol from most of it, but isn’t doing too well himself.

I still got the page up on Wednesday, hooray! I got called in to be a potential juror last week, and that knocked out the majority of last Thursday, work-wise. The computer program that randomly generates names out of the juror pool has fixated on my name, for some reason, so this is the 4th summons I’ve received in 5 years. This is the first time they’ve called my group in, though.