ONE:
On PAYNE, his expression — pure despair. The Smoke is going to eat him for this failure. We can — perhaps — see SABRE’S SWORD, point still at the back of his neck.
NO COPY.
TWO:
Stet, but now his expression has turned to outrage, pure hatred. He’s starting to push himself up.
NO COPY.
THREE:
SABRE applies, shall we say, firm pressure on the tip of her blade, leaning down slightly to speak to PAYNE. PAYNE has realized that getting up quickly might not be so wise.
FLAMES are now beginning to emerge all around.
1. SABRE: Steady on, Mister Payne.
2. SABRE: If I allow you to rise, do you promise to behave?
FOUR:
On SABRE, dark eyes, the smile not at all amused.
3. SABRE: Or do I leave your corpse here to burn?
Rick, good Sir — I am in constant awe of your ability to render expressions!
If Payne had a thought balloon of the classic sort here, it would read: “You’ve MURDERED me, woman! Damn your eyes, you’ve MURDERED me!”
*cackles!*
Those cat-like eyes though!
this is a first! thought she’d remove payne from the cast of characters, but instead she is going to trust him. payne, the ultimate villain.
Well, She wants Payne to report the map’s destruction to The Smoke. [Evil Grin]