TBFGK 52
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| Prince Ansom and two of his inner circle, the Hobbittm Warlord and the Marbit, celebrate. Ansom is holding a champagne glass and sporting a huge grin. | [edit] |
| Sound: YUB NUB, EEE CHOP YUB NUB! TOE MEET (P?) EE CHEE KEENE...[1] | [edit] |
| Ansom stands behind Vinny and puts an arm on his shoulder. Vinny does not share the celebratory mood; his face is glum and serious. | [edit] |
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Prince Ansom: Vinny, reports are that we've won every engagement. Every single one. Vinny Doombats: Mm. Prince Ansom: Yet you don't look happy about that. | [edit] |
| A closeup view of Vinny's scowl. | [edit] |
| Vinny Doombats: I'd do a flippin Maypole dance if I believed it. | [edit] |
| Prince Ansom grins broadly and extends a hand. | [edit] |
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Prince Ansom: Oh, now! Our intelligence is not that bad, within the column. | [edit] |
| Vinny frowns, one eye scrunched half-closed, his arms crossed. | [edit] |
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| Ansom continues speaking. However, his smile had faded. | [edit] |
| Prince Ansom: Even if the reports are exaggerated, we're certainly still winning... | [edit] |
| Vinny continues to frown, one eye scrunched half-closed, his arms crossed. | [edit] |
| (There is no text in this panel.) | [edit] |
| Ansom continues speaking. His smile is completely gone, and he looks unsure of himself. | [edit] |
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Prince Ansom: We'd have to be! Vinny Doombats: I saw what was coming. Three warlords. | [edit] |
| Vinny frowns with his arms crossed as he makes his point. | [edit] |
| Vinny Doombats: ...just on the dwagons I could see. | [edit] |
| Vinny continues, his expression grim. | [edit] |
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Vinny Doombats: Now, I ain't a Mathamancer. But we shoulda lost 5 or 6 whole stacks before we beat those guys. | [edit] |
| Ansom extends a hand palm-up, a puzzled look on his face. | [edit] |
| Prince Ansom: So... what do you think is happening? | [edit] |
| Vinny looks downward, still frowning, his arms still crossed. | [edit] |
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Vinny Doombats: I don't know, boss! I just know it ain't right! I shoulda left some bats inside the column! | [edit] |
| Ansom stares forward with an unhappy but determined look. | [edit] |
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Prince Ansom: It pains me to believe you, Vinnny. But I do. | [edit] |
| Vinny has stepped away, glancing upward and raising an arm. In the background, a trooper hands Ansom a piece of paper. | [edit] |
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Vinny Doombats: Y'know, if Stanley's guys were just hittin part of a stack and pulling out, those'd count as wins for us. Trooper: Unit report, Your Highness. | [edit] |
| Vinny continues speaking. He has an eyebrow raised, as if startled. | [edit] |
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Vinny Doombats: Crap, they do some real damage that way. They could beat us by losin. Maybe that's what's-- | [edit] |
| Ansom grinds his teeth in rage as he crumples the report. Vinny looks at him unhappily. | [edit] |
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Vinny Doombats: Aw, man. Sound: grasp | [edit] |
