The Boo-Ya! #1: Pages 17-18

Page 17, 5 Panels- Skies somewhere above the Switzerland-Italy border Panel 1: Cut to a shot from the interior of the stealth fighter moments after the Commander has uttered the question. In the center of the panel view, we see the pilot seated with both hands gripped firmly on the steering column. We don't see much of their face given the large helmet they're wearing with NATO plastered on top of it in blue letters. The only evidence visible that cues in where the pilot is from is part of the Hungarian flag on the left side of the helmet. AIRMAN [to Commander Weber]: Negative, ma'am. But I do have sight of the mysterious cloud. Do you want me to engage? COMMANDER WEBER [over the comm, to the Airman]: Absolutely not, Airman. Do not engage in the cloud. Keep your focus squarely on the ship! AIRMAN [Bubble 2]: Yes, ma'am. Panel 2: Same setting/layout as the previous panel. Suddenly, a few moments later, we hear a steady and constant beep emanating from the nearby radar display. The Airman glances down in the direction of the beeping. His body positioning overall the same as it was in Panel 1, along with the effect of the early morning sky rushing by on both sides of the panel view. AIRMAN [Cont., to Commander Weber]: Ma'am, I've got a lock on the unidentified aircraft on-screen. But... COMMANDER WEBER [over the comm, to the Airman]: But what? Panel 3: Cut to a reverse of the same shot, with the Airman visible closer to the foreground of the shot looking out at the night sky which takes the majority of the view in the panel. You can see around the right side of the panel view the mysterious cloud of Krispies off in the closing distance, being slowly enveloped by the rising sun. Next to the same cloud, there is an invisible shadow that is faintly visible moving away from the nanocloud. AIRMAN [a little befuddled, to Commander Weber]: I have no visual of the craft from the windshield. COMMANDER WEBER [over the comm, to the Airman]: What--What the hell do you mean, "no visual?" AIRMAN [Bubble 2]: I mean... Panel 4-5: Cut back to the Airman in the same setting and layout that we saw of him back in Panels 1 and 2. You can see in Panel 4 the same type of befuddlement that was heard in their voice in Panel 3 as they try to decipher what exactly they're seeing right now. In the next panel, just a minute later, we hear a loud explosion emanating from off-panel that jolts the Airman for a split second from their befuddlement and confusion. AIRMAN [Cont., to Commander Weber; Panel 4]: It's gone invisible somehow on its way into our atmosphere. COMMANDER WEBER [frustrated sighs, over the comm to Airman; Panel 4]: Dear Christ...just get back to base. Same goes with the transport plane. Let the locals deal with the scheisse until they pop up and need us. AIRMAN [Panel 4, Bubble 2]: Yes, ma'am-- SOUND EFFECT [Off-Panel left, Panel 5]: BOOM! AIRMAN [looking closer, surprised; Panel 5]: My God...the UAC, it... COMMANDER WEBER [over the comm, to the Airman; Panel 5]: What, Airman? Page 18, 5 Panels- Skies somewhere above the Switzerland-Italy border/The Boo-Ya! Command Center Panel 1: We move back to a similar over-the-shoulder shot that we saw in Panel 3 of the previous page. The lone difference is that we now see a ship (the Boo-Ya! to be exact) in place of where the shadow drifting away from the Krispies cloud and down to the Earth below. A little spark of orange near the Boo-Ya!'s engines signifying a fire resulting from an explosion of some kind. AIRMAN [to Commander Weber]: There's been an explosion. The UAC is going down. COMMANDER WEBER [over the comm, to Airman]: The hell...don't tell me you opened fire on the damn thing, Airman! I told you not to engage-- AIRMAN [Bubble 2, to Commander Weber]: No, ma'am! It just exploded on its own. You still want me to return to base? COMMANDER WEBER [Bubble 2, to the Airman]: Yes. But I want the transport plane to follow the UAC to apprehend whatever creatures were piloting it. Panel 2: Cut to a close-up of the Boo-Ya! a split second later as it continues its descent. The full force of the orange flames can be seen here, emanating from its rear engines and billowing out gray smoke to the upper right corner of the panel view. In the background, you can see more blue starting to filter in to the usual black of the night sky. AIRMAN #2 [Off-Panel, to Commander Weber]: Yes, ma'am... THE MADAM [from the roof of the ship, grumbling]: Two quinlas... Panel 3: We move to an interior of the Boo-Ya!'s command center a second later. Seated in the center of the panel view at the captain's chair, we see the Madam with a thoroughly annoyed and angry look in her face. Her hands firmly gripped on to both handles of the chair as she looks on at the ship's main screen and the Earth coming head-on toward them. THE MADAM [Cont. to herself as well as the ship]: That's all I needed to wait before taking you to Kala's to get fixed...and ya pull this shvai?! Panel 4: Same setting/layout as the previous panel. A second later, the good captain turns her gaze in the direction of her pilot off-panel left. Her annoyance and anger has shown changed slightly toward one of command and competence given the near-death situation they face. THE MADAM [to Nessa]: How are things on the "Not dying on a bassackwards dirtball planet" front, Ness? Panel 5: Cut to the pilot's chair and Nessa a moment later. The Killean looks back slightly toward her captain to respond. Her hands firmly gripped on the ship's steering wheel with as much strength as she can muster. In the background on the main viewscreen above her, you can see a skyward view of a set of hills north of Moltrasio coming into view. NESSA [retorting, to the Madam]: Doing my best here, cap'n. You think I wanna die in this flarking blue ball of crazy either?!