Issue 18, Page 1
Haven’t seen him in a while :3
Transcript
1: A female cheetah wearing cornrow braids sits in a well lit room, minimal decor: square columns line the walls with thin LED lights between them, a large table dominates, the surface the deactivated black of a digital screen.
2: The cheetah is Dr. Vidali Dara: a young scientist with her hair kept in tidy cornrows, her outfit a professional looking blouse worn casually, top few buttons open. She’s reviewing some papers, though she looks nervous and distracted.
3: The door to the meeting hall slides open with a ding, it has the secure appearance of an elevator door.
4: Dr. Sedjet Ahmes steps through the door. His hair is longer and tied up in a low, loose ponytail. His expression is peaceful as he enters, adjusting his plain shirt.
Vidali (off-panel): Dr. Ahmes!
5: Vidali has stood up to greet Sedjet.
Sedjet: Vidali, please, Sedjet is fine. It’s good to see you.
Vidali: I could go back to calling you Professor, if you’d like.
Sedjet: I haven’t been your professor for years, Dara.
How’ve you been? How’s the wife?
6: They look more casual: Vidali leaning back on a chair, Sedjet’s hands hooked to his pockets.
Vidali: She’s good, we’re good, our dogs are good. She just got a book published actually… my wife, not the dogs.
Find yourself a man yet, Sedj?
Sedjet: Who, me? No, no, I’m married to the sea.
Europe, and in Ancient Russia