Case 4, pg21
Not even monsters can escape the horrors of Capitalism.
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There are two floating panels which are popped out from the top panel. In the first, we see a panned shot of Eva opening the door for Martinez, who hunches over with her arms protectively covering her chest. Martinez has no face, while Eva has two little dot eyes.
In the foreground, the Secretary looks over their shoulder at both.Â
In the second floating panel is a medium close up of Secretary as they raise their arm, calling out a frenzied little, “Wait up!” The opera glove on their raised hand rides down somewhat, revealing the little pinprick of some of the keratin scales covering their forearms.
The top panel shows a wide shot of the three. Martinez stands in the middle, trying to take up as little space as possible, as Secretary places themself between the window and Martinez, two long antennae wiggling out from their hair. As Secretary blocks the window’s light, Martinez glances at them, grateful. Eva, standing at Martinez’s other side, looks down at her curiously and cocks her head with a question mark floating above her.
The second left panel shows a close up of Secretary’s white gloved hand holding her badge up to a card reader with a BEEP. A timer attached to the reader ticks up to one second, showing that it’s timing their time in the breakroom.Â
The third left panel shows the back of Martinez’s head as she reaches up with one hand to pull down a mug from the cabinet. The cabinet is full of shitty paper cups threatening to spill out and very few mugs, while the mug in her hand has the partial quote of “be a yardstick of quality” written on it. Martinez instead looks at her phone screen, which glows an ever-so-pale blue.
From the bottom left panel, Eva says, “Well, your boss seems… interesting.” She holds a paper cup in one hand and an expression of barely contained incredulity. The umbrella in her hand has the grip of her sword visible.
In the bottom right panel, Martinez says, “That’s one way to put it. She stirs the cup with a wooden spoon as Eva stands behind her, closing the cabinet door after her.
In the foreground, Secretary says flatly, “Not a good way. But a way to put it.”
“Is the pay alright, at least?” Eva asks.
“Barely-” Secretary raises a mug of their own, “I’m part-time, technically.”
Martinez glances at Secretary and asks, “Shouldn’t you be full-time by now?”
“You’d think!” Secretary says, “It’s not as if I’m unqualified. Hell, even without this, I’ve got my own business to worry about!” They continue, growing progressively more sour, “The only reason I’m still here is because I’ve been promised backpay for the past two years of overtime.” END ID.
