The Boo-Ya! #3: Pages 21-22

Page 21, 6 Panels- FASDM/Conneskiz' Coastal Villa, Moltrasio Italy Panel 1: Same setting/layout as the last panel of the previous page. A second later, we hear a high-pitched chirp emanating from Staehlia's comm. The sound of which draws both Nessa and the Madam's attention over toward her friend and away from the lovely human females. You can see a little glimmer of sunlight coming from the discotheque's entrance doors as another person opens and starts to come inside. STAEHLIA [Off-Panel, to the Madam and Nessa]: It's the dealer! Panel 2-3: Cut to a close-up of the young Titanian, lifting the comm off of the countertop with her right hand. Her gaze shifting slightly from her periphery toward the Madam who starts to reach past Nessa to grab the device. In Panel 3, the layout shifts toward the good captain who grabs it a couple of beats later. All the while, on both panels, we see Nessa look on with a firm hold of her beer glass, taking a good chug by the time we get Panel 3. THE MADAM [surprised, to Nessa; Panel 2]: Huh. They're early. STAEHLIA [to the Madam, Panel 2]: That could be a positive omen for our future. NESSA [slightly snarky and knowing of the past, to Staehlia; Panel 2]: Or the calm before the solid amount of stupid pipes in that we'll have to deal with. THE MADAM [into the comm, Panel 3]: Hoy hoy-a? CONNESKIZ [from the comm speaker, excited to the Madam; Panel 3]: Is this the legendary Madam? THE MADAM [confused slightly, Panel 3 Bubble 2]: ...Yeah? Panel 4: Cut to an interior shot of a lush looking parlor room. Its furnishings resembing something that appears to have been taken straight from the set of "Mad Men" or a picture from the Playboy Mansion circa 1966. Seated on a lush leather chair, dressed in a smoker's jacket with white buttoned up shirt and bow tie, is CONNESKIZ TJA'BRIN. A creature with relatively "manly" facial features that would be attractive to some, though with a manner about him that feels undoubtedly skeevy. You can see the top of a whiskey glass in hand in the bottom of the panel view as he speaks, while the other holds a fancy luxury version of the comm Madam's using. CONNESKIZ [chuckling heartily, flashing a thin-toothed smile]: By Jiane, what a treat! I'm Conneskiz Tja'Brin. What brings the...infamous captain of the Boo-Ya! on to this blue blop of a planet? THE MADAM [from the speaker, to Conneskiz]: How do you know about my ship...Mister? TJa'Brin? CONNESKIZ [Bubble 2]: I have a way to hack the feed from ABN right around the time you stole one of their famed SkyForce cruisers. It also doubles as quite the ched factory, doling the signal out to any Alliance ex-pats here on Earth who miss home, for whatever reason. I don't give a bett'n why--earns me a shite ton of ched every rohtla. THE MADAM [Bubble 2]: Right...[sound effect of her taking a swig of her lager through the speaker] Panel 5: Back to the Madam in a similar setting and layout that we saw of her back in Panel 3. Already, you can see her patience for the man wearing down to its thinnest setting. You can see the tall glass of lager, now between a quarter and a half-full, next to her on her left as she speaks. The others listen in on the conversation from both sides of her, waiting for whatever will come next. THE MADAM [Cont.]: Anyway, I'm sure then that you heard about the robbery a few quinlas back of the royal jewels on Keelzahn. CONNESKIZ [from the speaker, to the Madam]: Indeed, though I didn't know that your people were involved in the heist. Panel 6: Cut back to Conneskiz in a similar type of setting and layout that we saw of him in Panel 4. He gives a subtle nod of genuine respect to the Killeman and her work. His wide smie shifting toward more of a subtle grin at this point. The glass of whiskey gripped firmly in his hand as he speaks, visible on chest level in terms of the panel view. CONNESKIZ [Cont.]: My compliments to you and your crew- superb work. CONNESKIZ [condescending, Bubble 2]: For females at least... Page 22, 5 Panels- FASDM/Conneskiz' Coastal Villa, Moltrasio Italy Panel 1: We move back to the ladies at the bar at FASDM, seated in the same arrangement that we saw at the start of Page 20. Nessa overhears the sexist comment from the would-be buyer and immediately gets red faced, breaking her beer glass in a fit of contained rage. The Madam sees what's going on via her periphery from her number 2, keeping her own anger in check as she speaks. THE MADAM [into the comm, through gritted teeth; to Conneskiz]: ...Thanks, Mr. Tja'Brin. CONNESKIZ [through the comm, to the Madam]: Please...call me Conne! THE MADAM [Bubble 2]: Conne...grrrr.... Panel 2-3: Same setting/layout as the previous panel. A couple of seconds later, we see the good Killeman captain regaining her composure somewhat after the test from the loathsome buyer. Her free left arm is extended out in the direction of her friend, forcefully patting her on the shoulder in an attempt to keep her from doing something crazy. A beat later, in Panel 3, we see Nessa hop off of the stool and head away upstage. THE MADAM [Cont., more composed; Panel 2]: So what do you want for the jewels? CONNESKIZ [through the comm, Panel 2]: Given that it's Keelzahnian and...there were no dents, right? THE MADAM [Panel 2, Bubble 2]: Right. CONNESKIZ [Panel 2, Bubble 2]: Hmmm...I'd be willing to take it off your hands for...500,000. THE MADAM [angry, Panel 3]: 500,000?! They're tabbed at over twice that on the open market, you flarking...! THE MADAM [frustrated sigh/more composed; Panel 3, Bubble 2]: Let's talk more at the drop point. CONNESKIZ [Panel 3, from the comm speaker]: Entirely fair, Madam. I know just the place... Panel 4: Cut to an interior shot of Conneskiz' villa. The setting and layout is similar to what we saw when we last saw the well-dressed slimeball in the previous page. At this point though, he's stood up from his leather chair and is slowly walking to the right of the panel view in the direction of a beam of light that can be seen from the same area. CONNESKIZ [Cont., curious with a sly half-grin]: Have you ever been on a yacht? Panel 5: We move to a close-up of the Madam a second later. She raises her eyebrow slightly in a bit, visibly not impressed by the statement. The music can be heard continuing on in the background behind her as she speaks, along with an increase in the amount of people inside the discotheque itself. THE MADAM [not impressed, to Conneskiz]: Is that what human males use for "compensation" of some physical or mental flaw? CONNESKIZ [chuckling, through the comm; to the Madam]: For some, yes...