Another comic page without text. An attempt at mimicking shadow puppet theater for an intro sequence.

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Aloy gets fresh with NPCs

Bobbi wasn’t meant to have overheard Steve Rogers arguing that she should go in the Quinjet.  While she was fully aware that his issue probably stood with her being a biochemist, and the closest thing to a doctor they had since Lisa was bitten; she couldn’t help but take it as a personal slight.  She felt like her capability was being called into question, and even though she fully understood her value in the lab and in the field, it created some confusing feelings within her.  She steeled her resolve, progenitor or not, his approval didn’t really matter to her.

The fact was though, that their existence was inextricably linked.  Hell, that link helped her marriage collapse.  She was no paragon, she didn’t always make the right call.  When your husband’s personal hero is Captain America, and you yourself are a supersoldier, his realisation that your morality is fallible is a devastating blow, regardless of your personal stake in the situation.  

“I understand what you’re saying, but Agent Morse is just as, if not more valuable in the field.  I’ve run enough missions with her to know --” she walked away from the door she had accidentally overheard the exchange through, even though Coulson was in the middle of defending her position.  She had pocketed the data she was taking to Tony, and instead went to make sure the rest of her work was in order.  That was five days ago, when they had begun to prepare in earnest to leave.  Now she and the four soldiers they had with them were loading up their four wheel drive, ready to leave ahead of the rest of the Tower.  

“Are you sure you should be on this mission, Doc?”  One of the soldiers asked. Bobbi quirked an eyebrow at him before she effortlessly lifted the minigun to pass it up to him where he sat on the roof of the vehicle.  He took it from her with a stunned expression, and hauled it to the mount with a grunt.   “Don’t you think we ought to have the infirmary prepped before our ground crew shows up, possibly injured?”  She said sweetly. “Alright, Buffy.  Didn’t mean to make assumptions.”  Said the soldier on the roof. “Don’t mind Kevin, he seems to forget that we live with superheroes now.”  Said another of the soldiers.

I won’t be able to finish this comic for the Webtoon competition, but oh well.

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Full shadow play intro without text.

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