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saint vagrant @saint-vagrant.bsky.social · 24/03/2025

our man Jack 🚬😮‍💨 from BIRTH OF THE SUN • 23-26

A panel of Jack with his hardhat in his hand, sitting on the railing of an oil derrick as the sun sets over the field.
the comic is monochrome black and various shades of grey.

Jack in a bar, a port of call for ships coming to do new commerce now that the economy's collapsed. the sounds of drinking, eating, betting, flirting, laughter, wafts around him, seemingly unaffected— alone, young, lost in thought, waiting for no one in particular.

Jack drinks his beer alone. a woman on the other end of the bar keeps glancing at him and waves off the men who try to approach her. Jack spots her finally and the two make eye contact. suddenly she's behind him, whispering,

"Elevator. After I leave, wait 5 minutes, then follow."

$Jack obeys. they're both in the crowded elevator of the inn, Jack in the far corner, separated by other bodies. the woman looks coyly at another patron. then they're in her room. she says: Don't think of me like this. she slips off her underwear, keeping her heels on: I don't normally... do this. Jack is leaning back on the bed: Then I'll try not to think of you. the panels begin to fracture like glass. the woman is then sitting facing away from him on his lap, enjoying his hands on her. she goes for his crotch: What do you have in here? Jack says apprehensively: Uh, that's my— The woman sees his packer and says derisively: I was expecting a strap. what am I supposed to do with it. She's suddenly over Jack now, who's lying on the bed: Can you just eat me out? and Jack, with subdued but mixed emotions, says: ... Okay.$

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saint vagrant @saint-vagrant.bsky.social · 24/03/2025

he lives here birthofthesun.mov/bots this is a sci-fi comic about life shaped by power, a missing father, a mysterious accident, transness, blood, and choice. for mature readers 🔞