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I finished this one a bit late. It was supposed to be in honor of 's birthday. He's a Travis fan (as am I), so I thought it would be a nice gesture.

It was *supposed* to be a little sketch. But Travis can be illusive in the best of circumstances, so I ran with it as long as he'd let me. I got this far.

Not bad ... I think.

So Happy Birthday! (late)

(Now back to work.)

Character, story and art (C) *NuisanceBearEull

Story part you don't have to read:

Travis has lived in the Venetian Lagoon longer than the city of Venice itself. He watched from his island as it was built and wondered why the hell anyone would want to build something like that.

He is not alive and he is not dead. He has passed into the realm of all other creatures of this nature (gods and spirits and such).

Once he got used to the idea of the city being there, he would visit from time to time and meet the people there. He's managed to make some interesting friends over the years.

One of these friends was Giacomo Casanova. Okay, maybe not friends ... fascinated acquaintances would be more accurate. When the parties really started to get crazy, he'd try to slip out. For a man with his abilities, the most discreet way to do it was to slip into one of the canals and make his way home through the water.

Later, when recounting the wildest of those parties, he would close the story by saying: "And we never did find the hooker's teeth." It made Maria laugh.

Description
I finished this one a bit late. It was supposed to be in honor of 's birthday. He's a Travis fan (as am I), so I thought it would be a nice gesture.

It was *supposed* to be a little sketch. But Travis can be illusive in the best of circumstances, so I ran with it as long as he'd let me. I got this far.

Not bad ... I think.

So Happy Birthday! (late)

(Now back to work.)

Character, story and art (C) *NuisanceBearEull

Story part you don't have to read:

Travis has lived in the Venetian Lagoon longer than the city of Venice itself. He watched from his island as it was built and wondered why the hell anyone would want to build something like that.

He is not alive and he is not dead. He has passed into the realm of all other creatures of this nature (gods and spirits and such).

Once he got used to the idea of the city being there, he would visit from time to time and meet the people there. He's managed to make some interesting friends over the years.

One of these friends was Giacomo Casanova. Okay, maybe not friends ... fascinated acquaintances would be more accurate. When the parties really started to get crazy, he'd try to slip out. For a man with his abilities, the most discreet way to do it was to slip into one of the canals and make his way home through the water.

Later, when recounting the wildest of those parties, he would close the story by saying: "And we never did find the hooker's teeth." It made Maria laugh.