The Boo-Ya! #11: Pages 5-6

Page 5, 6 Panels- Outside the Parliament building, Capitol

Panel 1: We move to an exterior shot of the beaten, bloodied and bruised Martian mercenary (still in his mega bodybuilder-esque physique as before) looming over the equally bruised, bloodied and beaten Nessa. The dark gray of the Parliament building can be seen off in the relative distance as he monologues before delivering the final blow.

XAMAELEON [Cont., to Nessa]: I've heard about your exploits since long before I hooked wheels with the MP....certainly sexier than the blue girl he schtooked! In a different life, I'd like to think the two of us woulda had some gorgeous hatchlings together. NESSA [scoffs, Off-Panel]: BHAA! Ohhh-ho-ho....

Panel 2-3: Cut to a close-up on the ground of the good Killeman slowly getting up off the ground. She glares up at the Xamaeleon, grinning through her bloodied mouth (some of the yellowy liquid dripping down the bottom of her lip). There's a visible look of defiance in her eyes and body language as she speaks. In Panel 3, we see the Martian's right leg swing into view, hitting Nessa hard in the face.

NESSA [chuckles, to Xamaeleon; Panel 2]: You're definitely not...my type, stupid f'rage!

Panel 4: We move back to Xamaeleon in a similar setting as the top of the page. The layout has changed slightly focusing a little more on his face and the upper half of his body at the shoulder level. He smirks and shakes his head at the brief display of disobedience earlier.

XAMAELEON [to Nessa]: I'll take that as your last words. Fitting, given our line of work. XAMAELEON [Bubble 2, to person off-panel]: And to the flarking arsehole recording us...

Panel 5-6: A two-part set of panels that starts out in the exact same setting and layout that we saw in Panel 1. It's in Panel 5 that his train of thought is stopped momentarily by the sound of rustling ten feet away from the scene. In the next panel, we see the one behind- a young protester holding a recorder in their hand. You can see an arm extend out to apprehend them before they run off.

XAMAELEON [to the protester, Panel 5]: Oh aye--thought I didn't see you, did ya, lil' boyo?!

Page 6, 6 Panels- Outside Parliament Building, Capitol

Panel 1-3: A two-part set of panels that centers on the protester off in the distance, trying to run away and evade capture. They don't get very far though as, in Panel 1, they are wrapped up by the outstretched red arm of the Martian (coming from the right of the panel view). In Panel 2, a few beats later, the protester is lifted from the ground. You can see their eyes growing wide in terror as the pain increases, while their grip on the device is loosened at that point. And finally, in Panel 3, the protester is sent flying high into the air with a flick of Xamaeleon's wrist. The device falling out of his hand and breaking on the hard concrete ground.

XAMAELEON [to the protester Off-Panel, Panel 1]: Thought you could be sneaky there, huh? XAMAELEON [Cont. Off-Panel, Panel 2]: Catch me with my f'rage down, give your little FU buddies a nice circa-wakyzon? Hahaha... XAMAELEON [Cont., Panel 3]: Not a bett'n chance!

Panel 4: Back to a close-up of the Martian mercenary in the same setting and layout to what we saw in the last panel of the previous page. He looks back down at the defeated Nessa, preparing himself once the arm returns to the rest of his body to deliver the deciding blow. A smile once more coming over his face as he speaks.

XAMAELEON [to Nessa]: Now, where were we? Ah, yes...

Panel 5-6: A two-part set of panels that centers on the same setting and layout as the previous panel. In Panel 5, we see Xamaeleon (his arm now back in its proper alignment) raise his right arm up into the sky. The fist growing in size as he speaks. In Panel 6 though, the mercenary's focus by the sound of humming (particularly "Is She With You?") in the distance coming closer and closer to earshot.

XAMAELEON [looks to the left, confused; Panel 6]: What the hells...