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[Image: A sketchy comic of a brusque space marine lookin’ woman brooding in the foreground, wearing full power armor except for her helmet. Behind her, some scrappy little research assistant fries eggs on a jury-rigged camping stovetop, which sits on top of a cardboard box.

R.A.: Hey, Chief, how do you like your eggs?

In the next panel, the Chief sits on a rock, facing away from the camera. She’s built like a brick wall and her armor only makes her bigger, but she’s comically unwieldy and kinda small in the frame.

Chief: Eating is against code.

The R.A. levels her a look.

R.A.: Yeah, and so is taking off your helmet.]

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maybe if you eat some quail eggs then you’ll get some deprogramming

Description

[Image: A sketchy comic of a brusque space marine lookin’ woman brooding in the foreground, wearing full power armor except for her helmet. Behind her, some scrappy little research assistant fries eggs on a jury-rigged camping stovetop, which sits on top of a cardboard box.

R.A.: Hey, Chief, how do you like your eggs?

In the next panel, the Chief sits on a rock, facing away from the camera. She’s built like a brick wall and her armor only makes her bigger, but she’s comically unwieldy and kinda small in the frame.

Chief: Eating is against code.

The R.A. levels her a look.

R.A.: Yeah, and so is taking off your helmet.]

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maybe if you eat some quail eggs then you’ll get some deprogramming