Old Scars, Chapter 6: Part 1.3

Page 127 Panel 1: Meanwhile, in Oulu just outside the Sampo, there's a sizable explosion coming from the middle of the street.

Panel 2: Cut to a shot of T landing next to a paved street a few miles away, sweaty and weary after a decent amount of time flying away from the oncoming danger.

T

(thought bubble) And that's it for the rocket boots. But I'm not in the middle of nowhere, so- small victory.

Panel 3: Action shot of them a few moments later, walking along the sidewalk with a panicked look in their eyes; the armor now returning to its original configuration in T's hand.

T

(Cont., thought bubble) Now, to get back in the Timmi and find Po. Her place is not that far from here...

Panel 4: In the middle of her thought, a small pack of wasps suddenly fly in. She ducks out of the way of the bugs before it could sting her.

Panel 5: T looks over at the bugs as they fly out of view, harassing other locals trying to escape the situation to safety.

T

(thought bubble) ...and avoid asshole animals who were once asshole men. Easy enough!

Panel 6: She takes off in the direction of the sidewalk as a dirigible crashes a few miles down the road in the background.

Page 128

Panel 1: T's attention is drawn a short time later by a call emanating from off-panel right.

TIMMO

(Off-Panel) 1-11-1-10_11_1_10_1...!

Panel 2: Cut to a shot of Timmo ten steps from our protagonist, signaling to T in the direction of a building a few blocks away.

Panel 3: The two of them meet up moments later as they rush back inside. You can see the gratitude on T's face as they speak; Timmo's arm on their shoulder, keeping the young person upright.

T

(to Timmo)

00-11-1-01-01-11...! Any clue if it's just in Oulu or spread out through the country?

TIMMO

(shakes his head, to T; translated from Finnish) No idea. YLE's out. There are rumors about similar incidents in Helsinki and Kajaani as well as on the continent in Paris, but it's hard to put credence to them without evidence.

Panel 4: We move to a shot of the group of 30-40 other citizens (majority of them women) Timmo has kept safe up to this point.

TIMMO

(Cont., Off-Panel) From what I've seen, women and humechs seem to be the only ones unaffected by whatever this gas is.

T

(Off-Panel) I've seen the same thing.

Panel 5: Close-up on Timmo a beat after they stop walking with a quick question that creeps up then.

TIMMO

(curious) If you're not feeling too drained, I could use an extra hand with the CBC.

TIMMO

(Bubble 2; reacting to Panel 6, Bubble 1) Completely understood, my friend. You have a way of getting there?

Panel 6: T nods with a level of appreciation for the offer, mixed with a sense of longing that tinges much of what they say.

T

Much as I'd like to, there's a very dear female friend I want to wrap in my arms immediately and--

Panel 7: Slight close-up on the young person's face a beat later, nodding affirmatively though with a touch of a caveat that comes out in their response.

T

Indeed I do. But...