October 2017 Sketchbook Pt. 1 (Patreon)

Here's the first part of the October Sketchbook! I hope you enjoy it!

Some wee stories too:

Sick Pavel: Ridley made his way to the lower deck, holding a cup of hot ginger tea with lemon. Normally, the captain would be bunked up in his personal cabin, but Pavel claimed he couldn't get warm and so had skulked down to the crew quarters. Ridley found him bundled under blankets in a hammock, looking sweaty and disgruntled. "You look like shit," Ridley declared. "I think I'm dying," Pavel replied dramatically. Rolling his eyes, Ridley shoved a thermometer into Pavel's open mouth. "I brought you tea." "Dn lk teh" Pavel mumbled through the thermometer. Ridley took it out and examined it. "You've got a fever. Drink your damn tea. It'll help." Relluctantly, Pavel took the proffered tea and sipped it, blinking blearily through the steam. Swallowing thickly, he stuck his tongue out and said, "I think I'd rather die." Ridley didn't answer, just stared at him imploringly until he finished the tea. Then he said, "I'll be above deck if you need anything," but before he could turn to leave, a hand shot out of the blankets to grasp his wrist. Pavel, pouting, just stared at him. Ridley sighed and took the tea from Pavel's other hand and set it on the ground. Then, doing his best not to overbalance the hammock, he climbed in alongside Pavel and let his captain burrow under his neck, making piteous noises of sick distress as he did. "Thanks," he said into Ridley's neck. Ridley just patted him.