Screen 1
ONE:
DRAKE and SABRE. DRAKE is still holding her by the arm.
SABRE is looking at him with devastating calm.
NO COPY.
TWO:
DRAKE, somewhat embarrassedly, releases his hold. He is not… pleased with himself. He is not pleased that she’s pressing his buttons so easily. This is something of a new experience for him.
1. DRAKE: That was…impolite.
2. DRAKE: My apologies, Captain.
THREE:
DRAKE has recomposed himself, the same controlled expression as he draws himself up to full height, speaking to SABRE.
She is grinning wryly at him.
3. DRAKE: But damn if you are not an infuriating woman.
4. SABRE: I like to think I’d be just as infuriating as a man.
Screen 2
ONE:
SABRE appraising DRAKE, folding her arms. Cocky and confident.
DRAKE is still trying to regain his footing, so to speak.
1. SABRE: You insist on calling me pirate, though I tell you I am not.
2. SABRE: I sail for the Rose, and it is to the Rose herself I bring the map.
3. SABRE: Does that satisfy you?
TWO:
DRAKE considering, not entirely sure if he should believe her. SABRE waits, much as before.
4. DRAKE: That map matters more than to only Allyria.
5. DRAKE: The fate of nations—
THREE:
Both DRAKE and SABRE reacting.
6. SFX: DING-DING-DING
7. TAILLESS: SHIP TO FORE!






Excitement!
Drake, always the Gentleman, and always straight to the point.
Three bells…how do you tell forenoon or afternoon i the aether?
…
Quiet, you.
Sorry, I read O’Brian and Forrester too
Actually, it was just sloppy writing on my part. The bell in this screen is being used to sound an alarm, rather than to mark the watch. I went with the bells because, as Pegasus isn’t a naval vessel, they’re not going to beat to quarters, and thus I was stuck for what they would do.
Thus the bells, which I chose without thinking it all the way through. Good catch on your part; going to have to rethink things.
Maybe instead of using drums, they use ride cymbals?
“DING DING DING! The jazz ship approaches. Ohhhh yeahhhh.”
Don’t you have something to, I dunno, academic or something?
Why yes, I have 48 freshman writing papers to grade. Thanks for reminding me.
…okay, now I feel bad. Hug it out?
I like that little moment they had in the first panel