AND WE'RE BACK!
Thanks so much those of you who are coming back after the hiatus! I have finally got a lot of the big illustration jobs out of the way and i'm so happy to be back working on this comic!
also the alt text often doesn't have room for the script for each page so I'm gonna try putting it in the author comment, below the patreon link, in future!
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PAGE 22 (7 panels)
1. gita’s pov as she struggles with the car door, trying to chip wax away with a credit card.
GITA: ngrh, come on, just a bit more and I can maybe- ugh, get- the door- open…
2. she looks up and sees two witches watching her.
3. Gita frozen, staring back at them as they discuss her.
OLEANDER: is this..?
OONAGH: no, I guess it must have already been trapped when I last re-did the wards? Should we kill it anyway?
4. wide panel as Oleander thinks for way too long.
5. Oleander smiles.
OLEANDER: ...no. Leave her be, it’s not her fault you locked her in.
6. she steps closer, Gita shrinking back.
OLEANDER: did you see anything enter this building recently, dear?
GITA: uhhhh yeah I guess, a bunch of wee guys- they ran to the back...
7. Gita sagging with relief as the witches continue on. Oonagh shouting behind her.
OLEANDER: thank you, you should leave immediately.
OONAGH: HEY MY BAD! SORRY ABOUT YOUR CAR!
Thanks so much those of you who are coming back after the hiatus! I have finally got a lot of the big illustration jobs out of the way and i'm so happy to be back working on this comic!
also the alt text often doesn't have room for the script for each page so I'm gonna try putting it in the author comment, below the patreon link, in future!
ID:
PAGE 22 (7 panels)
1. gita’s pov as she struggles with the car door, trying to chip wax away with a credit card.
GITA: ngrh, come on, just a bit more and I can maybe- ugh, get- the door- open…
2. she looks up and sees two witches watching her.
3. Gita frozen, staring back at them as they discuss her.
OLEANDER: is this..?
OONAGH: no, I guess it must have already been trapped when I last re-did the wards? Should we kill it anyway?
4. wide panel as Oleander thinks for way too long.
5. Oleander smiles.
OLEANDER: ...no. Leave her be, it’s not her fault you locked her in.
6. she steps closer, Gita shrinking back.
OLEANDER: did you see anything enter this building recently, dear?
GITA: uhhhh yeah I guess, a bunch of wee guys- they ran to the back...
7. Gita sagging with relief as the witches continue on. Oonagh shouting behind her.
OLEANDER: thank you, you should leave immediately.
OONAGH: HEY MY BAD! SORRY ABOUT YOUR CAR!