The Boo-Ya!, Season 2- Issue 3: Part 4.1

Page 19

19.1: She’s watching a game of Schuulnev (a Rocket League/Polo hybrid of a sport, but with speeder bikes instead of horses) and drinking a cocktail when the door opens and an advisor starts to walk in with important news in hand.

AIDE (Off-Panel) Vice Chancellor Brunnya…!

19.2: The aide leans toward the Vice Chancellor ear moments later to let loose the respective news, which sparks a nonchalant reaction from the veteran politician.

AIDE

(whispering)

I just got word from our contact stationed on O’Julana. The first rush of TASF fighter jets just damaged a considerable section of the communication grid just outside their capital city, Dianon.

VICE CHANCELLOR BRUNNYA

(quick nod)

Very good…anything else?

AIDE

(Bubble 2)

Yes. The Chief of Staff got on the horn just before the good military news- the boss wishes to speak with you.

VICE CHANCELLOR BRUNNYA

(Bubble 2)

“The Boss?” <sigh>...What an absolute flarking taihunt! Give me a min to finish this off, and then put the little shite on.

19.3: The HV flicks on to her work line, involving the image of her boss PRIME CHANCELLOR C’LAERNAK with a less-than-pleased look on his face given the news from before.

PRIME CHANCELLOR C’LAERNAK

By the flarking Eye, Yanna! You mind telling me why I’m just now a half-dohzeen TASF Armadas are in O’Julana currently tearing the Accords to strips?

VICE CHANCELLOR BRUNNYA

(Off-Panel)

And a blessed evening to you, Sir. I’m just as surprised as you are. I can get my people to

PRIME CHANCELLOR C’LAERNAK

(Bubble 2)

Don’t play moronic…you would still be rotting as a “firebrand” in the pits of the Parliament building if you were.

19.4: Ms. Brunnya chuckles slightly at the indignation from her superior, firing back with the same calm and reassured demeanor she has shown through the whole page.

PRIME CHANCELLOR C’LAERNAK (Cont., Off-Panel) Now, explain what possible rationale you have for scrounging up 50,000 of our best warriors to breaking past Alliance policy since 5-Nine; that we–

VICE CHANCELLOR BRUNNYA

(interjecting)

“–leave the little degenerates to whine and bitch about us, till they attack the Alliance.” We haven’t diverted from that in the slightest, at least according to the Generals.

19.5: The admission gets the all-powerful leader’s attention, shifting his anger toward surprise and curiosity over what more is underneath it.

PRIME CHANCELLOR C’LAERNAK

When the seven hells did this whole thing began?

VICE CHANCELLOR BRUNNYA

(Off-Panel)

A few weatts ago. I already have a story cued up for reporters about an “attack” they lobbed at an outpost of ours in Lemava-9.

PRIME CHANCELLOR C’LAERNAK (Bubble 2)

Few wea…How exactly did that not end up in my Daily Brief till just now?

19.6: Action shot of the veteran politico, typing on a keypad that pops up on the HV as she’s explaining.

VICE CHANCELLOR BRUNNYA

It was top secret, Sir.

CAPALDI (4Meta Caption) By “top secret,” she really means her chief of staff T’H-Ina has a friend at MoD who carved the info out of the PC’s Brief till todatum.

VICE CHANCELLOR BRUNNYA

(Bubble 2)

We wanted to give you plausible deniability if things went south, which as you can see by the initial attack data I just got- alongside the initial intel…

Page 20

20.1: Back to the Prime Chancellor, in the same setting and layout as Panel 5 of the previous page; his focus is pointed toward the right of the little box, quickly reading over the information they’d received.

20.2: A short time later, the leader glances back at the Vice Chancellor with a markedly more open demeanor than at any point in the conversation.

PRIME CHANCELLOR C’LAERNAK

The NewsNet’s about to drop a report on the attack in the next couple of horuts. I’m gonna claim this for my own, whenever the press vultures descend on this.

20.3: Mx. Brunnya leans back on xer seat and nods respectfully at the request; xer left hand reaches out to the cocktail glass for a sip.

VICE CHANCELLOR BRUNNYA I’ll be happy to press the proverbial flesh with the common folk, help boost that image up for ya in advance.

PRIME CHANCELLOR C’LAERNAK (Off-Panel) Good…smart thinking! If this swirls to absolute chaos, Rdai, mark my words: Get ready to sleep with one eye open for every young rising MP till the Eye’s Rising.

VICE CHANCELLOR BRUNNYA

(scoffs, Bubble 2)

Of course, Sir. Though I’ve seen some of the tippy top competition in action during Floor Debates. And with P’ncra’s’ bluntness…

20.4: Cut to a shot of a packed banquet hall later that evening, filled to the brim with the wealthy uppercrust of the Capitol and TA society as a whole. There’s a podium already on display in the center of the stage, and what appears to be the Vice Chancellor making their way to the microphone.

VICE CHANCELLOR BRUNNYA

(Cont., Caption)

I don’t exactly feel that threatened by the lot of ‘em!

20.5: Close-up on the Vice Chancellor a few moments later, soaking up the sea of adulation and applause from the audience as xhe makes xer way to the microphone. Drifting over top of the panel are a series of musical notes that represents the anthem to the Tristellar Alliance.