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Strip 602 -- First Seen: 2010-12-28
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The Transcript For This Page

Panel 1
Inside the entrance to the Iron Rock, a somewhat seedy bar. The people inhabiting the place are mostly rough-looking miner types. In this panel we see the 'canaries' entering – the older Asian in the lead as usual, the men dressed as usual but the woman now wears a crimson, skin-tight leotard with a neckline that plunged to her navel, showing off her ample bosom.
Caption: The incident that would lead this group to be called 'the coal-mine canaries' happened late on their third night on Ceres, when they went to the Iron Rock.

Panel 2
The three men seat themselves at a table about five meters from the bar. The older Asian male points towards the bar and the Ethiopian woman begins walking towards it. We can see some of the other patrons looking at the 'canaries' curiously.
Caption: Everyone took note of them, simply because they were such an odd quartet.

Panel 3
The woman perches herself on a bar stool to the right of an older white man, Ed. Ed wears a battered cowboy hat, an old leather vest over a contemporary-styled shirt, blue jeans and 'dingo' style boots. He has a grizzled appearance – a week's growth of beard, chiseled lines, kindly eyes. His weapon is a mid-sized S&W revolver carried on his right hip. (We may not see this all at once but Ed's the hero of this story.) There's an empty stool to the right of the woman, and if we can see the second stool to the right, it is occupied by a young Latino man, about 5'6” and wiry, dressed in fancy black leather 'stepping-out' clothes with a honking large gold-plated .50 AE Desert Eagle on a low-slung holster.
Woman: Hi. I'm Rhonda Jones. What's your name?



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