Old Scars, Chapter 2: Part 3.2

Page 39 Panel 1: Grem glances over at his new compatriot, flashing a smile and a respectful nod; part of the map visible in the lower part of the panel.

GREM

So many things would've been far easier with a fae like you, Sym.​

GREM

(Bubble 2; reacting to Panel 2, Bubble 1) Ah, of course. Makes perfect sense.

Panel 2: We move to a shot of Sym, flashing a respectful grin in response as they join alongside their new friend.

SYM

(correcting, to Grem) I prefer faeman, actually. It better represents my human parentage well.​

Panel 3: Same setting as the previous panel. The layout widens to take in the rest of the faeman's body; their head glancing over their right shoulder at the sound of the doorbell.

GREM

(Off-Panel) Wait, Sym!

Panel 4: Moments later, we see the immortal Irishman expertly leap in front of Sym with the Fragarach in full shield form (the blade extended horizontally to look like a shield).

GREM

(Cont., carefully) That could be a KGB goon, looking to finish the job. Let me get into my bag, and...​

Panel 5: Sym chuckles, unleashing their wings to easily glide above the shield with ease as they speak.

SYM

(interjecting) It's okay, Mr. Grem. I know with great certitude they're not KGB. It's one of my very best friends for her regular visit.

Page 40

Panel 1: At the door, we see Veeona standing with a bunch of groceries neatly organized in a big metal basket; her biceps flexing as a result of her hands gripped on both hands.

VEEONA

(excited) Heya, Quoja...!

SYM

(Off-Panel) Vee!

Panel 2: The two friends meet in the doorway a few moments later, gliding a few feet off the ground and engage in the type of elaborate handshake that comes with a long time of friendship. You can see the bottom of the metal basket in the top of the panel view.

SYM

(Cont.) How's it going, you gorgeous demigoddess?

VEEONA

(shrug) Another beautiful day in the Motherland.

SYM

(Bubble 2) HA! Yeah...

Panel 3: Veeona zips down a few seconds later, catching the basket with one hand. You can see Sym in the background looking on with respect at the haul.

SYM

(Cont.) Good haul from the farm this week, I see.

VEEONA

(proud grin) Indeed. Thank you for the talisman you made last week- really helpful to stay invisible to the authorities.

SYM

(Bubble 2) Always happy to assist a vital part of my hearts.

Panel 4: Action shot of her walking with the payload in the direction of the kitchen, passing by Grem who's standing to the left of the panel view.

VEEONA

(looking Grem up and down) Who's the visitor?

GREM

(friendly, to Veeona) Just a human traveler- Grem Allen. He's here to help me regarding...you know what.

VEEONA

(Bubble 2) That so? Good on you, little man. Fair warning though, in case this is part of a double cross...​

Panel 5: Slight close-up on Veeona, leaning extra close to the immortal Irishman's ear to whisper her last point.

VEEONA

(Cont., threateningly) Our kind are able to phase through flesh right to the vital organs!

Panel 6: As Vee walks off in the direction toward the kitchen, we see Grem glance back toward Sym (who is partially visible to the right of the panel) with a great deal of admiration.

SYM

My apologies- she gets quite protective around new people, especially humans.

GREM

No need for apologies. I can't lie: kind of in love with her.

SYM

(Bubble 2) HAHA! She'd tear you apart like a piece of paper within a matter of minutes.

GREM

(Bubble 2) Highly likely, aye. But not the worst way to go, in my book...​