Ch8p34
Chapter: Luta e Fuga
Location: Lusitânia
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4 Panels.
Panel 1: view of Angela's and Filipa's legs as they limp away from the scene. Filipa's limp gets progressively better as they walk.
Angela: I've got a sewing kit in the tractor.
Filipa: Angela, I'm ok. I'm ok, see? I can walk again just fine.
Panel 2: A very tired Angela loses her grip on Filipa. She's also very confused as to how Filipa is not limping anymore.
Angela: Gow the fuck are you still walk-
Filipa: Uhh, don't mind that, you're bleeding out now.
Panel 3: An exhausted Angela losing consciousness.
Angela: No, I'm...
Panel 4: Angela falls flat on the floor, uncounscious.
Filipa: Oh, fuck me.
Panel 1: view of Angela's and Filipa's legs as they limp away from the scene. Filipa's limp gets progressively better as they walk.
Angela: I've got a sewing kit in the tractor.
Filipa: Angela, I'm ok. I'm ok, see? I can walk again just fine.
Panel 2: A very tired Angela loses her grip on Filipa. She's also very confused as to how Filipa is not limping anymore.
Angela: Gow the fuck are you still walk-
Filipa: Uhh, don't mind that, you're bleeding out now.
Panel 3: An exhausted Angela losing consciousness.
Angela: No, I'm...
Panel 4: Angela falls flat on the floor, uncounscious.
Filipa: Oh, fuck me.
At least an unfathomable alien entity has their backs so there’s time for fainting and for being carried to safety and to get patched up.
Well, that was a mindfuck.