Today on Quantum Vibe:
Thirty-five million augrams
Strip 71 - Click on page above to goto the next page.
First Seen: Mon 2011-03-28
Story & Art: Scott Bieser
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The Transcript For This Page
Back at Helios base, in the monitoring room, Seamus notices a problem on one of his monitors.
Caption: Three and a half minutes later, on Mercury:
Seamus: Oh, no.
Wayne: What is it?
Both men are now peering intently at one of Seamus' monitors.
Seamus: There, see it? A new magnetic depression is forming.
Wayne: Right in the flyer's path!
Looking over the men's shoulders at the monitor. It shows the surface of Sol, with various lines and icons indicating the position of the Flyer. The Flyer's icon is moving close to a dark circular area.
Seamus: It could sprout a prominence at any moment.
Wayne: Can the Flyer survive contact with a prominence?
Back to the shot in the first panel, only now most of the monitors have gone dark or are showing flatlines. Seamus looks like he's in shock. Wayne is concerned but not as overwhelmed.
Wayne: Apparently not. Damn.
Same shot. Seamus just sits there, staring at the solar monitor. Wayne sits back in his chair, looking disgusted.
Wayne: Thirty-five million augrams down the drain. I hope you're satisfied.
Wayne growls at Seamus through gritted teeth, which snaps Seamus out of his funk.
Wayne: It was your idea to use a young, inexperienced pilot, when there are a half dozen seasoned pilots who could have done this job.
Seamus: I – I had my reasons.
Now Wayne is up out of his chair, preparing to leave.
Wayne: Whatever those were, I hope they were good ones. Because they cost the life of your assistant.
Seamus: We don't know she's dead. It could just be her transponder.
Wayne exits the room, his valets trailing in his wake. Seamus can only sit there and stare at his monitor, morosely.
Wayne: Oh, sure, just her transponder. And her entire telemetry stream.