Ghede: Guerrier Extraordinaire #4: Pages 9-10

Page 9, 6 Panels- Avain's Dhom Panel 1-2: We first see in Panel 1 a few moments later as Avain reaches the steering area once again. Ghede can be seen in the distance looking on at her friend, trying to figure out what is bothering him. In Panel 2, the proverbial lightbulb flashes over her as we see the Frenchman return the ship to gear and continue traveling down the river. GHEDE [translated from French, walking to Avain; Panel 2]: Gordon Ney... Panel 3: Close-up on Ghede's face a second later. The full breadth of the realization now coming over her face at this point. You can see in the background the ship coming close to its full-speed around her. GHEDE [Cont.]: You're still holding a grudge over that?! It was a quarter-century ago for fuck's sake! Panel 4: Cut to a shot showcasing Avain at the wheel steering the Dhom as it now cuts across the water at a solid pace. You can see the Haitian guerrier standing a couple of feet to the right of her friend, looking out in the same direction as her friend. The outline of the black shield keeping the Ice Chips contained seen partly next to her. GHEDE: The little ape-brained tool nicked my Molltach and would've taken us both out if I didn't kill him. AVAIN [translated from French]: He is not the reason... Panel 5: Cut to Avain a moment later. His face is stern and stoic, looking out at the river up toward the hill ignoring Ghede who appears somewhat in the left side of the panel view. The back of the noble Dhom also seen partly in the background. AVAIN [Cont.]: As much as I love you, specses--you do have a blatant tendency in our past travails to go pretty...renegade. Panel 6: Back to Ghede who looks on with an incredulous shrug at the insinuation he's thrown her way. You can see in the background the black bubble containing the tiny powerful grenades lowered safely to the ground behind her as she speaks. GHEDE: One that does result, more often than not, in getting shit done as the Americans would say. Page 10, 6 Panels- Avain's Dhom Panel 1-4: Same setting/layout as the last panel of the previous page. The shrug has now shifted toward one of anger, slowly gathering up steam as she makes her way toward the steering area step by step. The anger building, showing her moving toward the steering area with each preceding panel. GHEDE [translated from French; Panel 1]: The rampaging Mecha-Hawks in the Feore matter... GHEDE [Cont., Panel 2]: The skittering masses of ground burrowing Evaonts with the Antoine twins... GHEDE [Cont., Panel 3]: The fungin' quikcrete-made Gohems from the job with that south Asian princess... GHEDE [Cont., Panel 4]: All holding one basic string in its core-- Panel 5: Cut to a side shot a moment after the edge of the action in Panel 4. Avain at the wheel in the right side of the panel view, glancing from his periphery at Ghede standing in the left side of the panel view. GHEDE [peak of anger]: I get shit DONE! AVAIN [groans, translated from French]: I know all of that, Ghed. That isn't why I'm pissed. It's... GHEDE: What? Panel 6: Same setting/layout as the previous panel. Ghede's anger subsides slightly a few moments after the action of the last panel. Avain, meanwhile, takes more of a proper look at his friend. His own mannerisms softening slightly at this point. AVAIN: ...I wanted the kill shot at the Oiseau du feu. GHEDE [eyebrow extended, smirks]: That it?