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(Jon sez:)

Your Writer: Jon Kilgannon In the middle panel on the right you'll see a search warrant, duly processed and issued by the State of Lincoln. You'll also see Benjamin looking put-upon because he hears a variation on "I'm a Doctor, dammit!" a thousand times a week from mad scientists and mad scientist wannabes, and you'll see Caprice looking a bit eager since it's not often a Martian police psychiatrist gets to serve a warrant.

One has to ask oneself how Doctor Juruna can think she has nothing to hide, especially when she's wearing protective gloves and eyewear, and carrying a smoking welding torch. We've seen her lab before, and it's not exactly subtle. The answer is simple: It's the mad scientist's abiding weakness, arrogance.

(Mark sez:)

Your Artist: Mark Sachs The "That's DOCTOR Juruna" thing just cracks me up. It does.

Confidential to J. T.: Your email address bounced, so we couldn't reply to your mail. Hopefully it's not giving anything private away here to comment that your fan art is awesome.