Vagrant Queen

Ow. Owie.

I told you, Elida, an ejector seat...

was a stupid buy for a frickin' spaceship!

Elida? Amae!

Heh. Could be worse.

Ow...

Ahhh!

Ah!

Ahhh!

Holy shit.

That reeks.

"Don't be a lawyer," my dad said.

"Why do you wanna work in a boring office?

Where's the adventure in that?" Well, check. It. Out.

Wow. It's beautiful, babe.

Damn. I lost you again.

- Oh, my God. - Anna, babe.

I'm frozen in a freakishly weird position

and you're taking a screen capture, aren't you?

- I would never. - You hear that, baby?

Your dad thinks he's so funny.

But, he forgets all of those photos I took

of his drunk ass at his last birthday party.

You are teaching our child how to blackmail already.

- God, I miss you. - I know what else you miss.

So mean!

That's way too far. We miss you too, babe.

Just one more week.

- How's the deal going? - Eh, there's some push backs

on some terms, but that's why I'm here.

- This is the last time, right? - Yeah.

No more solo trips when Jackson arrives.

- No. - Rachel?

- Nope. - Copy that. Sorry.

Mr. Stelling, message from dispatch.

- Your meeting's been delayed. - Yeah.

I am not gettin' rescheduled again.

I know someone who's gonna be really pissed if I'm late home.

- That's an understatement. - Sorry, sir. Foreman"s orders.

Uh, winds have picked up to unusually high speeds

over the Red Spot. But, hey, no bother.

We'll just continue your tour.

They are overly cautious here, it is incredibly annoying.

Anna? Babe? You're breaking up.

I'm gonna call you back, but I love you and Gertrude so much.

- Definitely not. - Gertie for short, eh?

We love you, bye...

Amae?

Amae... Amae, are you okay?

I... Oh.

Feels like someone is sledge-hammering

my brain, but... oh, I'm okay.

The others?

Everyone is here except Isaac.

His stupid ejector seat threw him further away.

Dengar's out searching for him now.

- Okay. - In the meantime,

I could use your steady hand and a first aid kit.

Okay.

Hurry.

Ready?

We're gonna pull it out. Hold him still.

In five, four...

He did well. Let that settle for a moment,

he'll be able to put weight on it soon.

In the meantime, let's prep our supplies.

The rest of the journey will have to be on foot.

Sure, you look all cute now.

And then your face is gonna open up,

revealing a million sharp frickin' teeth!

Or, you're gonna vomit up some gross green turd

that will just explode on me.

So, which one is it? Huh?

Come on, then! Do you wanna join your friend?

- You slimy, ugly piece of... - It's a dunkrum.

That's pretty much all it does.

- Where are the others? - They're okay.

Krob needed a patch-up.

Looks like you do, too.

Not enough to slow Isaac Stelling down.

- Let's hit it. - Oh.

Oh, and over there, uh,

that's where we keep the compressed fuel rods.

Transporting those guys, they'redelayed until the storm's over.

Oh, sir, we only have one rule over here, remember?

- Helmets on at all times. - Yeah, I got it.

But no fear, you're safe in here.

These atmospheric runabouts, they're engineered

to handle anything. Called this one Boofa.

It's a really funny story.

Ugh, we can't send messages now?

- What the...? - What?

Don't worry, I'm pretty sure it's nothing, sir.

Our lines of communication are down with, uh, the main base.

I'll get in touch with them on the old radio over here.

That's, uh, Runabout 33 to base camp, over.

Runabout 33 to base camp...

- Oh! - Oh, shit.

What was that?-Came from the storage facility.

- Put your damn helmet on! - What's going on?

Such extreme measures

you will take to get outta carrying gear.

- Hey... - Amae's handiwork.

What's next?

Hath said they're holding my mom in the sovereign tomb.

It's gonna take most of the day for us to get there.

What is that, like, a prison-slash-Temple of Doom?

Come on. We watched that one on movie night.

- Indy! - Nice.

See, what I don't get is how

he could escape snakes, but not carbonite?

Okay, we havetalked about this so many times.

Actors, they...

Anyway...

this ancient royal tomb place, what is it exactly?

It was built by my ancestors millennia ago.

Hath said the Republic decided to hold my mom there

for some twisted retribution.

Hey. What are you, having second thoughts?

- Pssh. - You can stay back

with the Winni and rest up if you want.

What, are you kidding? You need my heroics.

If we had to crash, it could've been a little bit closer.

I guess it could've been worse.

Optimism? Who are you?

And what have you done with Elida?

We're on the final stretch.

Hey, I, um...

I never got tothank you for coming to find me,

and then helping me get here, and...

You're welcome.

And if you're coming, I'm not carrying your shit.

The Druboscian vines remain a low level threat,

assuming their roots are in no way disturbed.

Stay away from the Clabvrok,

their venom is highly neurotoxic.

The carnivorous Vermis Harenae are found...

- So basically avoid everything? - Unless you have

an exoskeleton, which none of you do, then yes.

- You gonna be okay, Winnibee? - Yes.

By my interpretation around the parameters of okay,

meaning satisfactory, not good.-Aw. I'll miss you too.

I offered Isaac an out.

Wouldn't be fair if I didn't offer you one too.

Phew. I didn't know how to tell you, but...

I can't do this.

Oh. Okay.

One of us falls, we all fall.

Besides, moms love me.

Just... just so I... I've got this straight,

Lazaro failed to capture the queen in close range twice,

ignored orders to return multiple times,

damaged a border port, pissed off Xija station,

and has now gone rogue?

It would appear that way, ma'am.

Well, he was your hire.

Uh, well, he led the revolution.

- You think you know a guy... - Enough!

His title has been revoked.

We currently have an outlaw commandeering one of our ships.

Send an army.

He either comes here in chains...

or dead.

So... Hath... I was thinking, you know,

depending on the amount of security around the perimeter,

we should send a team in from behind.

We'll assessthe situation when we get there.

We have no intel of what awaits us at the tomb.

Look, whoever told you my mom was here

had to have some kind of intel or something, right?

I'm afraid not, Elida. But, rest assured.

When we're closer, we'll make a plan together.

We"re entering Druboscian vine territory, stay alert.

Oh, how's the eye?

Meh. You should've seen the other guy.

I hope I do. There's not many people I fantasize

about shooting, but Lazaro is high on that list.

Oh, nine o'clock!

The other clock!

- Oh. - I'm pretty sure I saw

those in Winnibot's presentation.

Pst!

- We should run, right? - We can't outrun them.

- Oh, my God. - Just keep it slow.

Stop moving, you little shit!

What he means is, we don't want you to get eaten, friend.

Shh.

Wow. Smart little guy.

Maybe... don'!

- Oh, my! - Okay, I vote

we try to outrun them. Now!

Ah!

- Amae! - Ahhh!

We should be out of their range now.

- Thank you, Isaac. - Any time.

Let's not do that again.

- That's the last of it. - No more wrestling plants.

Got it.

Hey. Show-off.

I've been in worse spots.