Peragus Escape Tale 39

So sometimes, quite on accident, I'll be drawing an original comic and then one fannish panel pops up mysteriously and vanishes in the next panel just as quickly as it came in. Then I color it and forget what I was drawing in the first place. That's just one of the myriad reasons why my derned comic is getting done so slowly.

So this is yet another version of the story of the Ebon Hawk's daring escape, as told by the dashing/dumb looking Atton Rand to the 'verse's most harried looking twilek. You know, every time he tells it the only thing that stays the same is the Jedi in her underpants.
In case you can't read it, what the Exile is saying is, "Your clairvoyance astounds me, Visas!" As if you need a seer to tell you that your pilot is full of crud.

Space turtles, mate. Space turtles.

I finally got a Christmas present that wasn't from myself, or full of socks. It was an Xbox 360, so now I can play my games without being in mortal peril of having the console blow up in my face. This weekend I plan to get some actual 360 games to go with it, I'm thinking the Orange Box and Max Headroom, or Mass Effect or whatever it is called would be nice. Then again, so would Assassin's Creed. Hm! Dilemma.


I'm taking bets on how soon this will be scrapped. Place 'em now, folks!