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Lexx held Chel securely, lettering her cry for as long as she needed. “It’s okay.” He stated repeatedly, his tone dropping gently.
“I love you, Lexx,” Chel sniffled. “I’m sorry we might not have more time together.”
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There's just not much to write when people are crying, snuggling, and/or hugging. :D :D - Tiff
12 thoughts on “Day 27 4 15”
Naurel
the transcript has an error that is correct in the comic. transcript is missing the ‘not’ part of Chel’s line
Tiff
So that’s what triggered the prior post. 😀 Fixed!
Raxondr
Hey, Tiff. Just to let you know in case my comments ever come across otherwise, but I respect your skills as a writer and artist. My comments and jokes are all in good fun.
Except when I say that the ERA are the bad guys. Dead serious there. And my point where I stated that they are wildly incompetent. Eesh, even I have a smarter approach than confronting Riley in a bar and trying to handcuff him. It goes like this; “Hey. I’d like to buy you a few beers and ask some questions.”
I love the comic, and I wouldn’t put this much mental effort into dissecting it if I didn’t. Seriously. I have written multi paragraph rants on the comic and the ERA specifically. This is one of my favorite comics, because there’s just so much for me to speculate over.
Keep up the great work, Tiff!
Tiff
Oh, nope, your comments never bother me. 😀 I read every one of them. 🙂 😀
Raxondr
Okay, good. I know I tend to rant, and sometimes that can offend people.
While we’re on the subject of ranting, however, I have this image in my brain of Damian in a kitchen, cooking up some alien lobster. And I hear him going, “You knew it would always end this way. We both did. You taunted me, and we played our little game. Now, the game is over, and I have won. Oh, do not look so sad, my old friend. I have prepared one final game for you. Go now, to the waters. Go… TO YOUR DOOOM! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” *ding* He goes and opens the oven. “So, little pork roast, we meet again…”
It is the only proper way to cook, ranting like a villain out of a bond film, or a horror movie. I do it all the time, and after seeing Damian goofing around with the toy rocket ship, I wouldn’t put it past him to be very silly when he’s alone.
Raxondr
“I’m sorry Lexx, we might have more time if I didn’t kick that ADC officer in the testicles and tell him that as long as you lived, they couldn’t touch me.”
“You… What?”
“And I may have kinda bragged that you can kill anyone, and nobody can touch you.”
“Why-”
“And I might have told them that you can beat their pansy ass gauntlet, easily.”
“Chel… I think we need to see other people. If you’ll excuse me, I think I desperately need to go talk to Claudia. Or Trasik. Someone a bit less insane.”
Wild star
Lexx looked at chel, eyes open in…laughter?
“Lexx?” Chel said tentatively, fearing the worst.
“Chel, there’s something I need to tell you about the gauntlet…”
Chel looked up, mouth quivering in worry.
Lexx looked chel full in the face, and screamed….
“PSYCH!”
Spikes
I have had friends who went in to the military over the last ten years. Seen this happen many times. A few times the fear was justified. I miss those friends I have lost.
Tiff
Now you’ve made me all sad again!
Raxondr
We salute the proud men and women who serve.
Spikes
Sorry Tiff. That was not my intention T_T. Just saying I can relate to this page.
Finn MacCool
I think you meant “LETTING her cry for as long as she needed”.
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