Page Nineteen

5 panels

[1] Back in Jen’s bedroom. She’s been untied and is standing next to the bed. Her top has been pulled back down over her breasts. But her arms are still bound before her in the oversize power cuffs. Two soldiers flank her, holding her arms. She looks a little apprehensive, but resolute.

Caption: Several minutes later.

General: [out of frame] I’m still not sure this is the best course of action, Excellency.

Par: [out of frame] Come come. If we weren’t willing to take a few risks, today would’ve been dreadfully boring!

General: [out of frame] Of course, but there is such a thing as pushing your luck…

Par: [out of frame] Live a little, Emil.

General: [out of frame] Sigh.

Par: [out of frame] Are you ready Jennifer?

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[2] Reverse view looking from behind Jen. Par is seated before her with another scotch, looking relaxed and in charge. General Eng stands next to him looking annoyed. Several soldiers stand around the room, weapons held ready. Another one is filming Jen. On the wall behind Par, three viewscreens show the other Liberators (magnified in panels 3-5 below).

Jen: My friends call me that. You don’t.

Jen: …

Jen. [small] I’m ready.

Par: Excellent. Guards, you understand your orders.

Par: If Jenny attacks me, you’re to kill your prisoners.

Par: If she does anything else I don’t like, you’re to kill your prisoners.

Par: If you lose the video feed for even a second, assume I’m already dead and kill your prisoners.

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[3] Sue Storm kneels on a tiger-skin rug, still in costume, breasts bound, arms in an over-arm captive tie, ankles bound, suppression collar active. She’s awake and fuming. A guard kneels behind her, holding her guide rope with one hand and pinching her nipple with the other. Two more guards stand flanking her, rifles aimed.

Guard: Yes Sir!

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[4] Valkyrie is still bound to her upside down cross, awake and mad as hell, yelling soundlessly at the camera. Two guards flank her, armed with ridiculously oversized rifles of some kind. The 3rd guard is pulling the crotch of her costume down into her cleft and ass crack.

Guard: Yes Sir!

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[5] Hellcat is in the same strappado position we last saw her in, costume around her knees, otherwise naked aside from her mask & sash. Three guards stand behind her, one with the rope and two with aimed rifles. She’s also awake, staring at the camera in desperation.

Guard: Yes Sir!