Page one: Perfect. 
Page two:
Nadira: What are you doing here? The Moon-Queen has only given me permission to access the gateways! Now, you may have lost me her favor. State your business or be beheaded!
Nadira: What are you doing here? The Moon-Queen has only given me permission to access the gateways! Now, you may have lost me her favor. State your business or be beheaded!
Page three:
    BD: Victor Frankenstein has created something
to bypass your precious gateways. You're the only one who can help me stop him.
    Nadira: Then Victor Frankenstein.... MUST
DIE!!
Page Four:
    Inspector Yi: We are not yet prepared to
release Dr. Frankenstein into your custody. We need more time. 
    Moon-Queen: You WILL bring me both prototypes,
as well as the doctor. 
   Dark Stranger: Surely this technology was meant
for our people! 
   Inspector Yi: My government doesn't see it that
way seeing as how this "portal engine" was discovered on our world.
   Moon-Queen: If the humans are to use it, then
the repercussions will be disastrous. It belongs in our care. 
  Moon-Queen (thought to DS) : As for you, you and your
people are NOT the stewards of the pathways!
  Dark Stranger (thought to MQ): How could you keep
this from us?!
Page Five: Perfect
Page Six: Perfect
Page Seven: Perfect
Page Eight: 
     Sibley: No visitors! The master is
celebrating his birthday!
   Western Spy: Look, we're all dead if you don't
let us in right now!
   Inspector Yi: We are speaking of UNIVERSAL
proportions, miss. 
   Sibley: I said..... NO VISITORS!!!
Page Nine: 
    Alex: I have traveled quite some ways to meet
the master of this villa. It is said that I must speak to the Mistress of this teahouse. 
   Waiter: Ah... it's the master's centennial.
Mistress Sibley has declared it a holiday. She and the Master are not to be
disturbed. 
   Alex: Oh, he'll see me, I'm sure. We're very
close. Practically brothers. 
   Waiter: This Mistress said NO VISITORS!!!
Page Ten and Eleven: Perfect.
Page Twelve: 
      Alex: You've made quite a little mess,
Victor. As usual. No matter, I'm here to help clean it up. Like always. 
     Victor: I'm sorry, who are you? A former
lab assistant? Vengeful suitor? Sullen maiden? Whoever you are, I'm not
impressed. 
     Alex: You don't understand, Victor. I'm
you, only better. 
     Victor: Wha---?
    Alex: I hear you have something you can't control,
and I may just have the answer to your problems.
   Alex: Happy Birthday.
 
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