The Boo-Ya! #9: Pages 5-6

Page 5, 6 Panels- Hallway/Docking Bay, 5 floors beneath the Docking Bay, Mientahl

Panel 1: Cut to a shot of one of the Clampher'z leaping over the edge of the large hole, decked out in the latest body armor that gives the single piece of the Alliance law enforcement the appearance of a high amount of muscle mass, giving the impression that they're male. You can see him tossing the slightly miniaturized bazooka on the ground of the upper floor bay just before descending too far down.

Panel 2-3: A two-part set of panels that moves down toward ground level moments later. In Panel 2, the helmeted Clampher lands in such a way that it cracks the tile underneath his jet black boots. A second later, in Panel 3, the officer moves steadily toward our human heroine in a steady pace.

CLAMPHER [through a voice filter, to Robin; Panel 2]: Species not listed in the Alliance InfoCube. CLAMPHER [Cont., Panel 3]: Identify yourself or you will be detained to the Prison Satellite Rhoadness'n for permanent containment.

Panel 4: We move to a shot of Ms. Cartwright's face a second later in the same kind of white and gray dominated background indicative of the hallway throughout the whole page. She chuckles at the threat from the officer, flashing a slight grin in a show of defiance at the alien officer.

ROBIN CARTWRIGHT [defiant, to the Clampher]: Name's Robin. I'm from Earth, and I'm the one who will happily beat your... Panel 5-6: We open in Panel 5 on the same setting and layout that we saw in the previous panel. As the footsteps from the Clampher increase in frequency, you can see her look over to the Arm-or with a little sense of urgency. Her mind quickly trying to come up with some type of countermove at that moment. In the next panel, Ms. Cartwright comes up with the best idea she can. Her right arm lifted out in front of her face in preparation for the shadow of the officer ready to attack Robin.

ROBIN CARTWRIGHT [change of plans, in a mini-flurry of urgent anxiety; Panel 5]: Okay...no time for the boom fist! What to do, what to do... ROBIN CARTWRIGHT [Panel 5, Bubble 2]: I have no idea if this will work, but frack it... ROBIN CARTWRIGHT [Cont., with force; Panel 6]: SHIELD!

Page 6, 6 Panels- Hallway, 5 floors beneath the Docking Bay, Mientahl

Panel 1: An action shot that's taken from the side showing a magical shield that is materialized from Robin's Arm-or, gripped to the young woman's hand. The impact from the Clampher'z baton, brimming with bolts of electricity at the top of it, creates a faint "WHUMM!" sound that reverberates skyward. You can see the sign of the TARDIS located in the center of the circular shield.

ROBIN CARTWRIGHT [wide energized grin, to the Clampher]: Ha ha...it worked!

Panel 2-3: Same setting/layout as the previous panel. It's taken a couple of seconds later, showing our human heroine lifting the Alliance police officer off with as much strength as she's able to muster. You can see one of the bolts from the baton they used to neutralize the human shoot off upstage at the same moment. In Panel 3, the Clampher lands on his feet a few feet later, switching his baton toward more of an energy sword.

ROBIN CARTWRIGHT [Cont., strained; Panel 2]: HAAH! Back on the front foot, and ready to end this shite already! CLAMPHER [giving a begrudging amount of respect, to Robin; Panel 3]: An impressive parlor trick, Robin of Earth. But...

Panel 4-6: A three-part set of panels that center on the same type of third of a page layout from the side. It incorporates the sense of the fight as it moves from left to right in each panel, which consists of a series of action shots between the two combatants stretched out over the course of minutes. In Panel 4, it's the Clampher that takes the intiative, slashing forward while Robin repels with the shield back to the left, creating a flurry of "WHUMM!" with each shot. In Panel 5, she pushes forward right with a desperate push from the shield toward the right. And in Panel 6, as Ms. Cartwright moves back left, you can see her clench her fist, triggering the same blue glow that we saw a few pages back in preparation for her big blast.

CLAMPHER [action shot 1, Panel 4]: You are powerless to defeat... CLAMPHER [action shot 2, Panel 4]: The might and power... CLAMPHER [action shot 3, Panel 4]: Of the glorious Prime Chancellor! ROBIN CARTWRIGHT [scoffs, to Clampher; Panel 5]: Okay, Stormtrooper wannabe... ROBIN CARTWRIGHT [Cont., Panel 6]: Time to end this shite for good!