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[Reclaimer flying through the air over the Narrows.]
CAVALCADE: Intuitive Portent is nearby, Reclaimer. We have been in contact with it since it dropped out of Slipspace.
RECLAIMER: Good. I'm ready to have done with this leg of the mission. You Cavalcada really are quite troublesome little digi-rats, you know that?
CAVALCADE: With apologies, Reclaimer. The circumstances of our dispersal made our regathering necessarily complex and difficult.
[Reclaimer touching down on the landing platform.]
RECLAIMER: Forget it. We're on the downhill slide now, as far as I'm concerned.
RECLAIMER: Then, we can finally get on with the business of throwing the perpetual monkey wrench into Ferial's works.
CAVALCADE: As you say, Reclaimer. We can only hope it will be that simple.
[Closeup on Reclaimer's face.]
RECLAIMER: Of course it won't be. Nothing about this god-forsaken mission has been 'simple.' But surely you fellas have a few tricks up your sleeves -- otherwise, having me find all your little hiding places would have been a pretty pointless endeavor. I'm very anxious to have that little chat, so you can fill in the blanks for me. I want Ferial taken down, once and for all, and you boys are going to help me make that happen.
[Watching Reclaimer through a slit in the wall.]
CAVALCADE: We are, of course, just as anxious to put an end to Ferial's rampaging.
CAVALCADE: He has caused us no shortage of headaches, if you will pardon the expression.
CAVALCADE: But still, we cannot help but be concerned that even with our combined help, Ferial may still be overmatched for us.
[Front view of Reclaimer.]
RECLAIMER: We'll do the best we can with the tools we have at hand. Ferial may be strong, but just maybe we'll be able to find the chink--
[Explosion over Reclaimer, knocking him from his feet.]
BOOM!!
RECLAIMER: Guh...
CAVALCADE: Intuitive Portent is nearby, Reclaimer. We have been in contact with it since it dropped out of Slipspace.
RECLAIMER: Good. I'm ready to have done with this leg of the mission. You Cavalcada really are quite troublesome little digi-rats, you know that?
CAVALCADE: With apologies, Reclaimer. The circumstances of our dispersal made our regathering necessarily complex and difficult.
[Reclaimer touching down on the landing platform.]
RECLAIMER: Forget it. We're on the downhill slide now, as far as I'm concerned.
RECLAIMER: Then, we can finally get on with the business of throwing the perpetual monkey wrench into Ferial's works.
CAVALCADE: As you say, Reclaimer. We can only hope it will be that simple.
[Closeup on Reclaimer's face.]
RECLAIMER: Of course it won't be. Nothing about this god-forsaken mission has been 'simple.' But surely you fellas have a few tricks up your sleeves -- otherwise, having me find all your little hiding places would have been a pretty pointless endeavor. I'm very anxious to have that little chat, so you can fill in the blanks for me. I want Ferial taken down, once and for all, and you boys are going to help me make that happen.
[Watching Reclaimer through a slit in the wall.]
CAVALCADE: We are, of course, just as anxious to put an end to Ferial's rampaging.
CAVALCADE: He has caused us no shortage of headaches, if you will pardon the expression.
CAVALCADE: But still, we cannot help but be concerned that even with our combined help, Ferial may still be overmatched for us.
[Front view of Reclaimer.]
RECLAIMER: We'll do the best we can with the tools we have at hand. Ferial may be strong, but just maybe we'll be able to find the chink--
[Explosion over Reclaimer, knocking him from his feet.]
BOOM!!
RECLAIMER: Guh...
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