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thistle salad - 000540 - the broken thread [[Ginger stands in front of a staircase]] / Ginger: Why is it always stairs? / Ginger: Ready or not, here I come. Heh. / Ginger: Okay kid, obviously you've got some power. And I'll play this any way you want- but I won't be going easy on you just because you're young. So, are we going to do this the...
thistle salad - 000541 - armageddon girl [[Hallway outside of (the deceased) Trace Flood's apartment. Steven Delmar holds onto Trace Flood's daughter and talks to two policepersons. Unnoticed in the background, Gloria Lessing leans against the wall and looks on.]] / Policewoman: We took care of everything like you wanted, sir. / Policeman:...
thistle salad - 000542 - the broken thread [[Ginger looks down dismayed at the child hugging her. Some kind of robotic dog looks on]] / Ginger: Crap. / [[Ginger pushes the boy away]] / Ginger: Okay, kid. All right. Yes. I'm here to help. Let me see the girl.
thistle salad - 000543 - the broken thread [[Ginger and the boy cast shadows over a girl lying on a bed. The girl's eyes are open, but she seems to be in some kind of coma, or something. She's dressed in a fancy gown, a bouquet beside her. She is holding a sword, the hilt of which is shaped like a bird, her hands clasped over her chest.]] / boy:...
thistle salad - 000544 - other people's sins/ the broken thread [[All right, so the comatose girl from the last comic is a grown up Michelle from the 'other people's sins' storyline. In the past-]] / Victori Carslyle: I don't understand- what's wrong with her? / John Diondel: There's nothing wrong with Michelle-- / John Diondel: --at least, nothing you or I could...
 
thistle salad - 000545 - other people's sins Victori Carslyle: She's- she's like you? Soul-less? / John Diondel: Only superficially. With every moment, I will certainly become more caricature than man, but it hasn't been so long since I had a soul that I can't bluff through basic human interactions. / John Diondel: However, Michell never had--...
thistle salad - 000546 - other people's sins Victori Carslyle: What the hell does my height have to do with anything? / John Diondel: Nothing. Michelle often becomes animated when she comes into contact with vibrant, spirited people. It's no mystery why she remains... dull in my presence- I was just remarking that it is odd that one so young as...
thistle salad - 000547 - the green door Jealousy Hayes: So what's the plan, Emma. / Emma Starkadder: I'm going to reason with her. / Jealousy Hayes: You're... going to reason... with the Widow? / Emma Starkadder: Why not? I've known her for years. I even met her once, you know- way back, long before she locked herself up in that tower. / Jealousy...
thistle salad - 000548 - the green door Jealousy Hayes: Wait, wait- where the hell would you meet the widow? / Emma Starkadder: (swearing) It was a long time ago. We were both just kids. I'd been pulled into doing this job for the 'Wall-- / Jealousy Hayes: The 'Wall? Seriously? I never would have pegged you for a monarchist. / Emma Starkadder:...
thistle salad - 000549 - the green door Jealousy Hayes: So, okay, I thought you spent your youth sidekicking for the Red Man- and I heard he was a fanatic, but I never heard of anyone telling him who to kill. / Emma Starkadder: Nah, I wasn't out there with Jeremy. / Emma Starkadder: Yeah, I lived with Jeremy, but I never really worked with...
 
thistle salad - 000550 - the green door Emma Starkadder: Well, whatever. I should get to work. Happen to have another headset on you, Jealousy? / Jealousy Hayes: As a matter of fact, I do. So, you want me to give you cover while-- / Emma Starkadder: The only cover I want is for yours to stay intact. Get back behind Gold Team and act helpless....
thistle salad - 000551 - tin heart Paul Adler: Pamela! What's the situation there? / Pamela Ellis: I- I have no idea what's going on. / Pamela Ellis: Paul, send a couple of ambulances to my position. I've got, I don't know, maybe ten guys- / Dnestr Doubt: Eight. / Pamela Ellis: -um, eight guys wounded or dead here.
thistle salad - 000552 - tin heart Paul Adler: (inset) Ambulances on the way, Pamela. / Pamela Ellis: Good. Do you know what happened here, sir? / Dnestr Doubt: I am afraid I am to blame. / Dnestr Doubt: It seems I startled these gentlemen while they were in the midst of some transaction. They proceeded to fire upon me, only to wound one...
thistle salad - 000553 - tin heart [[EB control room, Mad Winter enters from the back]] / Paul Adler: Pamela? Pamela! I'm losing your signal! There's too much interference and I can't seem to isolat the cause from this end. / [[panel of Pamela Ellis, almost totally obscured by static.]] / Pamela Ellis: But- that's LUDICROUS! / Paul Adler:...
thistle salad - 000554 - tin heart Pamela Ellis: Look, Mister - you are telling me that 1) you 'surprised' the Red Tag Gang and 2) you were caught in the middle of this shoot out and didn't get a scratch. Both of those are impossible. / Dnestr Doubt: You haven't noticed yet that your world is one where all things become possible? / Pamela...
 
thistle salad - 000555 - tin heart Pamela Ellis: Mister, I can't allow you to leave this crime scene. I'm hoping that you recognize my authority here and-- / Dnestr Doubt: Why are you wearing a mask if I'm expected to recognize you? / Pamela Ellis: No! C'mon! You're supposed to recognize the mask! This uniform! / Dnestr Doubt: So, I'm...
thistle salad - 000556 - tin heart Pamela Ellis: So what's the gimmick? Magic? Telepathy? Hypnosis? Mind control? It doesn't matter. / Pamela Ellis: Whatever your plan is here, you won't get away with it. I'm sure to think of something unspeakably clever in a minute. / Dnestr Doubt: Ah. Miss? Please. This is simply a misunderstanding....
thistle salad - 000557 - tin heart Dnestr Doubt: I would suggest removing your hands quickly if you don't want to lose them. / Pamela Ellis: I can't-- I can't feel my fingers. / Pamela Ellis: I need my hands! I'd be lost without them! I can't retire! I'd rather die than be paraded around like a cautionary tale! Why couldn't you just...
thistle salad - 000558 - tin heart Dnestr Doubt: I am sorry. It seems that I have forgotten the way I used to move through your world; that I can no longer sense the silent and unseen paths. I have walked this world since before there was language, since before there were men. And I have walked countless worlds before this one came to...
thistle salad - 000559 - tin heart [[EB control room, Paul Adler and Madeline Winter]] / Paul Adler: It's not that I don't appreciate this, but I don't even like oranges. / Mad Winter: You drink orange juice, don't you? Anyway, it isn't like I only brought-- / [[The room goes red]] / Mad Winter: What's THAT all about?
 
thistle salad - 000560 - anna bloom wakes up Ivan Churney: Careful. I've patched you up, but what you really need is some rest. / Anna Bloom: Nice save. You're always showing up in the nick of time. What happens if you're too late? / / Ivan Churney: Presumably, you'd never be able to bother me again. / Anna Bloom: No. I'm serious. / Anna Bloom:...
thistle salad - 000561 - armageddon girl [[House of the Dead- Felix Darling and Gwen Zvesti. Gwen dangles her transformed arm in front of Felix's face.]] / Gwen Zvesti: Could you, um-- help me out here? / Felix Darling: Sure- but you know it's only going to be a temporary fix. That human shell of yours is wearing out. You'd be better off applying...
thistle salad - 000562 - armageddon girl [[House of the Dead- Kate Raskolnikov is giving D.B. Bartlow a tour.]] / Kate Raskolnikov: -about it, really. Nothing interesting in here. / D.B. Bartlow: What is up with that horrible statue? / Kate Raskolnikov: Yeah, that's our last boss. He's too heavy to move somewhere out of the way. / D.B. Bartlow:...
thistle salad - 000563 - armageddon girl [[House of the Dead- Kate Raskolnikov is giving D.B. Bartlow a tour.]] / Kate Raskolnikov: This is the worst idea. You ever know you're doing something stupid and do it anyway? / D.B. Bartlow: You mean, like my getting out of bed this morning to come here? / Kate Raskolnikov: Well, hold up there, tallboy,...
thistle salad - 000564 - armageddon girl [[House of the Dead- Kate Raskolnikov is giving D.B. Bartlow a tour. Kate is introducing DB to the staff.]] / Kate Raskolnikov: Um, So over here is our- our- I guess you could say they're our security team. / Saldor Hob: Saldor Hob. I'm Magic. / D.B. Bartlow: uh / Kate Raskolnikov: And this tall, quiet...
 
thistle salad - 000565 - armageddon girl [[House of the Dead- Kate Raskolnikov is giving D.B. Bartlow a tour. Nancy and DB square off now that Nancy's spilled coffee all over DB's shirt.]] / D.B. Bartlow: I hope you're going to say that was an accident. / Nancy: Why? Are you so stupid that someone needs to tell you when you've been insulted? / [[Nancy...
thistle salad - 000566 - armageddon girl [[House of the Dead- Kate Raskolnikov is giving D.B. Bartlow a tour.]] / Taffeta Ryan: Hi! I'm Taffy and this is Ruth! / D.B. Bartlow: ?? / D.B. Bartlow: Why- why are you wearing a tiara? / Taffeta Ryan: Oh, I'm a princess. It's totally not a big deal. / [[Kate grabs DB and drags her back over to the...
thistle salad - 000567 - armageddon girl [[House of the Dead- Kate Raskolnikov is giving D.B. Bartlow a tour. DB points out the guy that Kate's introductions passed over.]] / D.B. Bartlow: So yeah? Who's that? / Kate Raskolnikov: Gwen?? Do you--?? / Gwen Zvesti: I don't know. He's not one of mine. / D.B. Bartlow: So what's your ridiculous...
thistle salad - 000568 - armageddon girl [[House of the Dead- Kate Raskolnikov is giving D.B. Bartlow a tour. DB harrasses the Ikon Painter, Kate and Gwen Zvesti talk.]] / D.B. Bartlow: Oh yeah? I thought icon painters were supposed to be starving ascetics. / The Ikon Painter: We're not all superstitious primitives. I only do that religious...
thistle salad - 000569 - anna bloom wakes up [[Lena Gwenith and Tess Miller stand in the door to Danny Relston's office. Trace Flood is on the floor, putting out little hoof-print shaped fires.]] / Trace Flood: um, you're gonna want to watch your step. / Lena Gwenith: Tracey, why is the floor on fire? / Trace Flood: Apparently Danny can't kill...
 

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