Issue 17, Page 32
Transcript
1: Julia limps slowly towards the portal.
Julia: Yes… yes yes… <coughs interrupt>
2: She paws at the various consoles around the portal.
Julia: Please, please, one of you fuckers has to work…
3: She kicks one.
4: Hands waving atop another, the circular pedestal lights up.
Julia: <coughs interrupt> Ah… that’s it…
5: Julia’s stares at the symbols, there is a much larger, bolder symbol. She has a hand up to them but they’re not responding.
Julia: Okay, that’s… Lily, what’s this mean?
Lily: <Calls to recharge station>
Julia: That’s… low power? Like when we rested?
Lily: <positive blip>
Julia’s getting the hang of understanding Lily, but she still sounds like she’s having trouble… I’m worried…
Is Lily immobile now?
I wonder if an avian would be better able to communicate with her(?)
I am eagerly awaiting her transfer to either earth’s moon or some planet with scientists who may be able to deal with her sickness. She is obviously NOT adapting to this alien world. And I hope she brings “Lily” with her to help.
So. I think that planet is the same one those bird-lizard-shifting people were from!
Ye, quite possibly. Dressed as southwestern cowboys back in the earlier 19th cent. .
That still has yet to explain that worse-than-formless idol or part of their god.
I am preparing for a possible rebuild after a threatened ransomware attack today. I may even get a new laptop, as this one is a bizarro on its last legs. I wrote down the addresses to rebuild by in a new system (if need be).
I will probably be out at the pharmacy when apocalypse comes for my laptop junker [unless it’s just a hoax by some malcontent. I have a lot of enemies on the ‘net, and KNOW from evidence that it’s some joe(s) who forged my name and avatar and gave some targets grief and caused me to be blocked. I never gave people abuse, never used 4-letter words (not in me to have to express myself THAT way.) ]
If I do have to rebuild, it’s with a new username, a new password and mayhaps a new laptop. As I said this one is a junker.
Just as this girl awaits the result of operating this terminal port , I await what happens at 1:15 p.m. with my laptop. Maybe nothing…