6/23/25:
We're going camping next weekend, so there will not be an update until July 7th. See you then!

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06/23/25 10:10 PM
Casanova: @BrickVoid Hulyard and Shrunt into a Sploogie hospital? Yes. Jenkins and the nameless blueshirt? not so much.
06/23/25 07:29 PM
BrickVoid: Wouldn't it be just ironic if that warp nacelle fell on the four of them and severely injured them, requiring hospitalization?

Transcript
Panel 1:
Helmsman Evers: Sir, we're getting some atmospheric interference on sensors. I have Intrepid's location but can't get a clear reading.
    Also, she's broadcasting a "do not transport" signal.
Mr. Dwayne Shrunt: Suspicious.
Captain Bob Jenkins: Request a ship to ship broadcast, Mr. Evers.
Special Envoy Lorraine Hulyard: Belay that order. It is suspicious. They're likely trying to buy time to avoid inspection.

Panel 2:
Hulyard: We'll transport here then board manually.
Ops Officer Tanner: But ma'am, that's--
Hulyard: Did I ask for your opinion?

Panel 3:
Jenkins: Ms. Hulyard, if Intrepid is broadcasting that order, then I'm obligated to--
Hulyard: You are obligated to follow MY instructions, Captain.
    And to accompany me to the surface.
    Or do I need to report your insubordinate behavior to Starfleet Command?

Panel 4:
SFX: CREAK!!!


Panel 5:
Andre Peters: Holy crap! Are you all insane?!? This is an active work zone!
    We're attaching a warp nacelle! Get out of there!

Panel 6:
Hulyard: You must be Mr. Peters. I have some papers to serve you as well.
Andre: Papers? What? Who are you?
    We're doing delicate engineering work here!
Hulyard: The one putting this incredible mess into proper order.
    Take me to the Commodore immediately.
    Oh, and Mr. Shrunt... log an additional citation for improper ship maintenance being conducted out of orbit and during an official review.
Shrunt: Of course, Ms. Hulyard.