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The sound of shattering glass startled Trent but not as much as the canister rolling through his living room spewing bright pink fumes. As he stands up and turns to look at the shattered window he notices that his legs are getting heavy. One of the windowpanes has an almost perfectly circular hole in it. Looking a bit further to the right a woman was standing in his front garden. Due to the effects of the gas, he couldn't recognize her at first and the fact that she was wearing a gas mask didn’t help either. Looking closer Trent recognized her as his eyes then rolled backward and he passed out.

Helena was her name and she had left him when she found out he was having an affair while she was out doing interviews for a new job. She had told him she’d come back for her stuff when the time was right.

A knack for learning and a hidden talent for tactical insight and assessment landed her a job at the BCPU. When she got in she quickly volunteered for all the entry and extraction training and after a few months of hard work, study, and field experience she was promoted to corporal. Now with all the tools and knowledge she wanted. It was finally time to get her stuff back from her ex. With a gas mask donned and a grenade launcher in her hands, she approached Trent’s house. Seeing him relaxing on the couch she puts one sleeping gas grenade through the window. he startles, turns to look at the window, and quickly passes out. Helena flips him the bird for good measure.

She uses a key she still had to get in and goes upstairs to retrieve her stuff. After lacing his boxers with pepper spray and setting a few tear gas traps she goes back downstairs to find Trent sleeping on the floor. With the gas becoming thinner by the minute and knowing he might soon wake up she gives him a nice strong kick to the nether region and puts another two sleeping grenades in the room with them. As quickly as he woke from the pain just as quickly he was overpowered by the gas again.
She considers doing this a few more times as payback and stress relief, but since she has to pay for whatever BCPU materials she uses outside of work she decides to leave it at this. … for now.

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My studies have started again so I’ll probably don’t have much time to draw in the coming weeks when I’m getting back into the rhythm.

The body armor design is inspired by a great recent piece by dangerousair

Feedback or art tips are very welcome.

Description
The sound of shattering glass startled Trent but not as much as the canister rolling through his living room spewing bright pink fumes. As he stands up and turns to look at the shattered window he notices that his legs are getting heavy. One of the windowpanes has an almost perfectly circular hole in it. Looking a bit further to the right a woman was standing in his front garden. Due to the effects of the gas, he couldn't recognize her at first and the fact that she was wearing a gas mask didn’t help either. Looking closer Trent recognized her as his eyes then rolled backward and he passed out.

Helena was her name and she had left him when she found out he was having an affair while she was out doing interviews for a new job. She had told him she’d come back for her stuff when the time was right.

A knack for learning and a hidden talent for tactical insight and assessment landed her a job at the BCPU. When she got in she quickly volunteered for all the entry and extraction training and after a few months of hard work, study, and field experience she was promoted to corporal. Now with all the tools and knowledge she wanted. It was finally time to get her stuff back from her ex. With a gas mask donned and a grenade launcher in her hands, she approached Trent’s house. Seeing him relaxing on the couch she puts one sleeping gas grenade through the window. he startles, turns to look at the window, and quickly passes out. Helena flips him the bird for good measure.

She uses a key she still had to get in and goes upstairs to retrieve her stuff. After lacing his boxers with pepper spray and setting a few tear gas traps she goes back downstairs to find Trent sleeping on the floor. With the gas becoming thinner by the minute and knowing he might soon wake up she gives him a nice strong kick to the nether region and puts another two sleeping grenades in the room with them. As quickly as he woke from the pain just as quickly he was overpowered by the gas again.
She considers doing this a few more times as payback and stress relief, but since she has to pay for whatever BCPU materials she uses outside of work she decides to leave it at this. … for now.

—
My studies have started again so I’ll probably don’t have much time to draw in the coming weeks when I’m getting back into the rhythm.

The body armor design is inspired by a great recent piece by dangerousair

Feedback or art tips are very welcome.