SPQR Blues 3 part XXIV

[spqrblues]

Many apologies for the delay. It's been hard shaking the [whatever-the-heck-it-is-I-had] and its after-effects.







Helvius (teacher, midnight medic, and philosopher) is reciting lines from the poet Lucan, who wrote goth epics in the court of Nero. Lucan's uncle was the equally goth, Stephen King-esque poet/playwright/makeover-expert Seneca, best known for his grand-guignol version of Medea.

Nero was about as good for their family as Domitian has been for Felix's.

Comments

[dr-phil-physics.livejournal.com]

The double-high panels and the stacked dialogue does a great job of showing the multilevel layers of conversation going on. You have such clever panel arrangements.

Was your cryptic warnings about soap to tell us that suds will play out their inconvenient placements as much as you've covered up your other nekkid scenes? (grin)

Dr. Phil

[meritahut.livejournal.com]

Thank you, thank you.

The Romans, they didn't do suds. However will I manage? Maybe some strategically placed ferns....

[kyleen66.livejournal.com]

No no... not ferns. It's those potted plants that shuffle in.

Heh.

[hieran.livejournal.com]

::raising my head and looking around::

Ha!

I know you thought you could slip that by me, because I've been all busy and AWOL lately, but ... I saw it! I did!

Or "them," I should say, since shuffling potted plants are always plural. Hawkwing says it takes a lot of plants in his case.

::snicker::