Enchanting Melody
Melody Rush tossed her waist-length ponytail over her shoulder as she squinted at the drawing board.
"That's not quite what I'm looking for, Bass," she told her friend, a hulking goth with bloodred streaks in his black hair. "Can you arch your back a little more?"
"If I arch it any more, I'm going to fall on my head. I'm defying gravity as it is," he moaned. Arms outstretched, head thrown back, Bass struggled to contort his spine as though reeling from a powerful blow.
Melody tried to sketch faster, realizing she was wearing out her model—which is why she didn't typically rely on them to develop her comic-book characters. "I'm sorry, dude, but this was your idea, remember?"
For years, Bass had been begging to be the inspiration for a character in one of her graphic novels. Finally, Delilah, her flashyAfrican-American heroine—supermodel by day, electricallycharged crime fighter by night—had beaten up all the local villains and was in need of a fresh archenemy.
"I remember," he paused to groan. "But, I thought I'd at least get in a few good licks. So far, in all these poses Delilah is kicking my—"
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