Aaaand, we’re back! I’m declaring this comic back up to a 3x a week update schedule EVEN THOUGH it is 10:52 on Monday night as I write this for Tuesday, and I have not prepared a backlog. But work has eased up, and I did most of this one there today. You don’t realize just how many of your comics you do at work until you can’t anymore. You also don’t realize why you don’t normally do your comics in pen-and-ink until you are back to doing them at work and as weird as itis to be carefully sketching and inking with a rollerball pen between projects, it seems much weirder to whip out the little pots of ink and everything.

It makes no sense to gradual myself up with 2x a week updates, since I want to do 1 Mandrake comic for every 2 Lance and Eskimos, and it seemed like now was a good time to launch back in as I’ve just done the latest Mandrake. So we can just count the last three weeks as one week in the accounting. (Yeah, I know said I was going to abandon the Mandrake comic on the grounds that it was “not going anywhere.” But, dude: I promised you fans of ACTION that Krys would punch someone in this storyline, and Saturday, by golly, she will deliver. Today’s rock star-on-mercenary beating is a freebie.)

Caryn, holding a clipboard, is sitting at a folding table in the garage with Robbie. Outside, Eskimo stands with a line of auditioners.
CARYN: Next up!
Eskimo winks at the muscular guitarist at the head of the line.
Inside, Eskimo reviews index cards as the guitarist opens his case and removes… a giant sword!
Immediately Caryn leaps into action, disarming him and kicking him.
CARYN: I knew Jeria’s movies were educational!
Out back, Eskimo grudgingly shells out cash to the beaten mercenary.
MERCENARY: You were supposed intimidate me with your words!
ESKIMO: That was the plan, yes.