Chapter 6 – Page 006
Nancy, don’t stuff your gob like you’re in a hurry, you’re going to give yourself heartburn.
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Panel 1:
Nancy hops up the spiral staircase the long way. Si is wondering what her damage is.
NANCY: The Black Dancers are “important”, Si, that’s what I’m asking for the sitrep on.
SI: O…kay? They’re popping up here and there, doing a jig and then scarpering. Not sure wotcha want me ta say here.
NANCY: Where are they popping up and where are they scarpering?
Panel 2:
Si carries on playing while Nancy grabs an Ayatollah Chow-Meini to scoff.
SI: Thought that’s what you were gonna find out? That akpala beat’s all over the place.
NANCY: It’s a miasma, a haze, there’s no concentration anywhere, there’s no points to triangulate. I’ve never come across anything like it.
Panel 3:
Nancy munches on the snack and is getting very animated.
SI: Is that…bad?
NANCY: Yeth!
SI (off-panel): Y’gonna be pacific ‘baht that? Cuz it looks like a buncha polka dots having a laugh ta me, biggest nuisance they’ve been is blocking traffic.
NANCY: Bekoth-! …ngh… Because it’s a quantum phenomenon and I’d’ve hoped by now you’d be suspicious of quantum phenomena by default, no matter how much of “a laugh” it looks!
Panel 4:
Si looks Nancy askance. She seems to be massively overreacting to inconsequential flotsam.
Panel 5:
Same view. Si reluctantly continues investigating.
SI: Alright, your rules, I’ll keep ya posted on all the dumb people saying dumb things about dumb stuff.
NANCY: That’s all I ask. I’ll head out and make sure they don’t lump into an Akira monster and blow up the Old Bailey.
SI: Cuz that’d be a crying shame wouldn’t it?
Panel 6:
Nancy departs, leaving Si to her devices. Through a hole in the roof the Shard is visible.
KarenKarenovich: I know you delinquents working from home don’t care about us poor stiffs who actually need to get into the office, but don’t we have a task force for clearing this quantum riffraff off our commute?
LORD_Garth: when has that Pandora mob EVER EVER EVER solved more problems than it’s caused?
Nancy hops up the spiral staircase the long way. Si is wondering what her damage is.
NANCY: The Black Dancers are “important”, Si, that’s what I’m asking for the sitrep on.
SI: O…kay? They’re popping up here and there, doing a jig and then scarpering. Not sure wotcha want me ta say here.
NANCY: Where are they popping up and where are they scarpering?
Panel 2:
Si carries on playing while Nancy grabs an Ayatollah Chow-Meini to scoff.
SI: Thought that’s what you were gonna find out? That akpala beat’s all over the place.
NANCY: It’s a miasma, a haze, there’s no concentration anywhere, there’s no points to triangulate. I’ve never come across anything like it.
Panel 3:
Nancy munches on the snack and is getting very animated.
SI: Is that…bad?
NANCY: Yeth!
SI (off-panel): Y’gonna be pacific ‘baht that? Cuz it looks like a buncha polka dots having a laugh ta me, biggest nuisance they’ve been is blocking traffic.
NANCY: Bekoth-! …ngh… Because it’s a quantum phenomenon and I’d’ve hoped by now you’d be suspicious of quantum phenomena by default, no matter how much of “a laugh” it looks!
Panel 4:
Si looks Nancy askance. She seems to be massively overreacting to inconsequential flotsam.
Panel 5:
Same view. Si reluctantly continues investigating.
SI: Alright, your rules, I’ll keep ya posted on all the dumb people saying dumb things about dumb stuff.
NANCY: That’s all I ask. I’ll head out and make sure they don’t lump into an Akira monster and blow up the Old Bailey.
SI: Cuz that’d be a crying shame wouldn’t it?
Panel 6:
Nancy departs, leaving Si to her devices. Through a hole in the roof the Shard is visible.
KarenKarenovich: I know you delinquents working from home don’t care about us poor stiffs who actually need to get into the office, but don’t we have a task force for clearing this quantum riffraff off our commute?
LORD_Garth: when has that Pandora mob EVER EVER EVER solved more problems than it’s caused?