Script and Visual Description: Pg33 Panel 1 Tacki: (Nervously contemplating to himself) Hopefully the Colonel won’t mind that Toroth is wearing his old uniform from the 65th. Ottanta: (Crawling over and reaching towards the dragon) WAIT!
Panel 2 (Close up of Tacki’s worried face with Ottanta holding up three fingers, a desperate look on her face.) Ottanta: You’re going to see the Colonel? Ottanta tried getting him to sign the supply orders, but Colonel was busy, ALWAYS busy! Ottanta asked three times, THREE TIMES!
Panel 3 Toroth: (Standing there looking at Ottanta with his hands on his hips.) He didn’t sign? Isn’t that ALL he has to do? Ottanta: (Curled up, hugging her knees to her chest) Colonel says Ottanta annoys him. Said not to bother him anymore this week...
Panel 4 Ottanta: (Hiding behind desk with nervous tears coming from her eyes) Colonel says he isn’t afraid to punish Ottanta like a private soldier. No-no, we don’t want that!
Panel 5 Tacki: (Tacki smiling with his hand on his chest) Why don’t you give the supply order to us Lieutenant? I’m sure it’s all just a misunderstanding. (Toroth is next to him with an apprehensive look and his hands clasped by his chest)
Panel 6 Ottanta: (Shoving a datapad into Tacki’s hands, Tacki is clearly taken off guard by this.) PERFECT. Here you go. Here is a list of ALL THE THINGS. Take the order to him. Get Colonel to sign it. Then we can get more things. Maybe Ottanta can finally get some sleep… maybe even come out of hiding!
Panel 7 (Ottanta is pushing Toroth and Tacki out the door and outside the supply office. Both dragons are going with the flow, Toroth has a “oohh-kay” expression on his face and Tacki is gritting his teeth trying in vain not to be moved forward) Ottanta: We need uniforms, boots, cheese, paciguns, shakos, diapers, non cheese foodstuffs, baby powder, cheese and.. Oh yes! Diapers! We need much, and many of those!
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