Issue 17, Page 35
Crunchy. Like a soft shelled crab.
Transcript
1: Julia stands, clutching Lily to her chest. The two look out of slit windows solemnly.
Julia: Thank you… I couldn’t have done it without you.
Lily: [untranslated robotic alien speech]
Julia: I’ve tried… but I keep falling apart… You helped… Heh, maybe you don’t even know it.
2: Julia’s hand raises, holding her knife.
3: Julia lowers down, squeezing Lily to her lap as she gets to her knees.
Julia: I…
…thank you.
4: Julia moves swiftly, the metallic sound of the knife severs and breaks the electrical components inside Lily.
Lily: [untranslated robotic alien speech] <loud cracks distort the sound, then all is silent>.
5: Julia’s cheeks are wet with tears, but her eyes stare somewhat vacantly forward, numb and emotionless.
Oh man! Julia’s going through a rough time.
I just thought of something- Lily is a [machine]!
If Julia is taking apart Julia, to get Julia’s batteries, to power another machine- as long as Lily’s
computer-brain + memory are kept intact, later on, Julia can get Lily
new batteries, an then Lily will live again. 🙂
Given that Julia just jabbed a knife through Lily’s out casing, with absolutely no knowledge of the internal structure of the robot, I wouldn’t count on it. Just prying the casing open without the proper tools, AFTER Lily was already severely damaged, could have destroyed vital computing components.
Still, maybe. *shrug*
Unless it’s all about the volatile memory. Reset to shelf-arranging.
might be… no garotte the fluid will be enough from Lily Hope Julia knows what she is doing I suspect she will only get one shot at this…
I having some Concessions level feels here, yo.
I’m* damn it.
I just saw the softshell crab joke.
Immelmann, you are stone cold. :p
Will Juila take Lilly with?
That moment when Julia didnt realize Lilly was saying “hey what are you doing!? Im fine, I just need a solar reboot!it only takes 48 hou-” KCHT KLK TZZT *dead*
I just realized… Page 22, Julia spends a full minute venting to Lily about how much she would *kill* for some seafood. Like a nice, crunchy soft-shell crab.
Rebecca, you evil genius.
Beautiful shadowing in the last panel, too… her grief and her determination, all on display for no one to see.