Chapter 3 – Page 046
I’ve been having tremendous difficulty with these pages if for no other reason than the sheer workload of having so many characters inhabiting a densely-detailed metal tube the whole story. So, naturally, my solution to these troubles was to concoct a scenario where I had to draw the same details twice, at different angles! My fingers are melting.
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Panel 1:
Mayweather(s) approaches from over (the) Nancy’s shoulder(s).
SI x2: You must be awful lonely here?
HARDY: Oh, pilgrims drop boi every now and then. Like this lovely lass here!
MAYWEATHER x2: Too kind, but it would’ve been nice if you told me any of this rather than being all enigmatic and stuff.
Panel 2:
Hardy chuckles away the criticism.
HARDY: Ehveryone has their own toime, pilgrim, and now it’s yours.
HARDY: Ready te head home?
SI x2: So, wait, how does this work? We just...swap trains?
Panel 3:
Hardy points at the trains opposite. Si’s eyes widen.
HARDY: Aye, but prithee be careful.
HARDY: Touch your opposite, leave anything behoind, cross over in any way thaht makes ye un-synchronised, and your trip home will be a trip inte oblivion.
SI x2: ...no pressure, then.
Panel 4:
Mayweather(s) and Si(s) returns to the train(s) while Nancy(s) interrogates.
NANCY: But it’ll be impossible for our perceptions to be in sync. This is a train full of scared people in a place they don’t understand. Not all of them are going to believe we’re going back the way we came…
HARDY: Aye, but if ye be observed external t’be leaving whence ye be coming, belief don’t come inte it.
Panel 5:
Nancy(s) grins. Hardy drops the act a little. Si(s) is briefly attracted back.
NANCY: And that’s where you come in!
NANCY: You sly dog, you…
HARDY: Listen, afore I was lost te toime, I was on the tail of a John Johnson, American fellow, daughter by name of Enid, builds Tube trahcks with money from nowhere.
Panel 6:
Hardy seriouses up. Si(s) listens from afar.
HARDY: Enid Johnson.
HARDY: You remember that, pilgrim?
NANCY: ...I will.
Mayweather(s) approaches from over (the) Nancy’s shoulder(s).
SI x2: You must be awful lonely here?
HARDY: Oh, pilgrims drop boi every now and then. Like this lovely lass here!
MAYWEATHER x2: Too kind, but it would’ve been nice if you told me any of this rather than being all enigmatic and stuff.
Panel 2:
Hardy chuckles away the criticism.
HARDY: Ehveryone has their own toime, pilgrim, and now it’s yours.
HARDY: Ready te head home?
SI x2: So, wait, how does this work? We just...swap trains?
Panel 3:
Hardy points at the trains opposite. Si’s eyes widen.
HARDY: Aye, but prithee be careful.
HARDY: Touch your opposite, leave anything behoind, cross over in any way thaht makes ye un-synchronised, and your trip home will be a trip inte oblivion.
SI x2: ...no pressure, then.
Panel 4:
Mayweather(s) and Si(s) returns to the train(s) while Nancy(s) interrogates.
NANCY: But it’ll be impossible for our perceptions to be in sync. This is a train full of scared people in a place they don’t understand. Not all of them are going to believe we’re going back the way we came…
HARDY: Aye, but if ye be observed external t’be leaving whence ye be coming, belief don’t come inte it.
Panel 5:
Nancy(s) grins. Hardy drops the act a little. Si(s) is briefly attracted back.
NANCY: And that’s where you come in!
NANCY: You sly dog, you…
HARDY: Listen, afore I was lost te toime, I was on the tail of a John Johnson, American fellow, daughter by name of Enid, builds Tube trahcks with money from nowhere.
Panel 6:
Hardy seriouses up. Si(s) listens from afar.
HARDY: Enid Johnson.
HARDY: You remember that, pilgrim?
NANCY: ...I will.