Transcript For Strip 86

Panel 1
Continuing from the last scene, the three pilots walk away from the Dispatcher window towards the entrance to the hangar. On their backs we can see the logos for 'Brotherhood of Sun-Shooters' displayed promimently on the backs of their jackets.
Pilot 1: Love to stay and chat but we gotta hustle.
Wayne: … Brotherhood of Sun-Shooters?

Panel 2
Wayne, Seamus and the Dispatcher.
Dispatcher: They're an exclusive club of rocket-jockeys who've flown under the sun's corona just as your Nicole has.
Dispatcher: They don't look like much but they're all ace pilots.

Panel 3
Seamus and the Dispatcher.
Seamus: They intend to intercept and escort her in – at their own expense?
Seamus: What's their interest?

Panel 4
Cut to: the three pilots 'suiting up' for their flight. The key is their flight jackets – the first pilot is pulling his right lapel across and touching it to the badge on the right, causing a glow effect to the jacket. The second pilot is farther along in the process, as the jacket begins transforming into a head-to-toe jumpsuit/pressure suit. The third pilot has nearly completed the transformation.
Caption (Dispatcher): 'This is a tight-knit bunch with an extreme sense of tribal loyalty.
Caption: 'Your girl technically became a member when she boosted away from the sun. They'll do anything now to see her safely back to base.'

Panel 5
Pilot 2 is seated at the control console of his spacecraft. We can see him through cabin windows and also through to the next ship, if a similar size but different configuration, where Pilot 3 is boarding his own craft. The two pilots are trading thumbs-ups.
Caption (Dispatcher): 'They won't interfere with her so long as she maintains course.
Caption: 'But if something goes wrong, they'll step in to help.'

Panel 6
Back to the Dispatcher's window, with Wayne and Seamus and the Dispatcher.
Wayne: And bill you, no doubt.
Seamus: I'd be happy to pay a reasonable fee.
Dispatcher: You can work that out w' them.

Panel 7
Wayne strides away, waving one hand in a parting gesture, his two valets in tow. Seamus and Dispatcher look on.
Wayne: Well, I expect things will get interesting here again in 29 hours or so.
Wayne: Until then, ta.

Panel 8
Exterior shot, the three Sun-Shooters' ships are boosting up and away from Mercury.
Pilot 1: Copy that frequency to Helio-Flyer, Dispatch.
Pilot 2: Rendezvous estimated in 20 hours, 18 minutes.
Pilot 3: Just in time for happy hour.

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