Uncanny X-Men #345, “Moving On” June 1997 Written by: Scott Lobdell and Ben Raab. Art by: Joe Madureira, Melvin Rubi, Tim Townsend, Juan Viasco, and Harry Candelario.
We’re still making some good progress, both in terms of the plot and in terms of the characters. I’m happy to finally be getting a bit more with Joseph, because what’s the point of making such a character if he’s just going to hang out and be broody? I don’t find him all that engaging really, and I’m sure that won’t change, but I at least appreciate him doing something. Plus, we’re getting some new villains, it seems. Maybe not. We’ll see.
We begin back in Guatemala, where Sister Maria is being chased by some scary robot who wants to know where Joseph is. It’s not clear what, exactly the robot is, or if it’s been sent by someone. Either way, the thing is about to kill Sister Maria, when it’s destroyed by Maggott, who is also looking for Joseph.
In space Lilandra is trying to deal with the aftermath of the Phalanx’s destruction of her people. It’s hit her hard, but she still gives a speech and throws a banquet in remembrance of the dead. Joseph is offended by the celebration, and feels that everyone should be mourning instead. Rogue promises to tell him everything about the time when he was Magneto if he’ll just promise to not interrupt the banquet.
Elsewhere, Gambit is burying the Shi’ar dead, and reminiscing about his “checkered past” (again).
The next morning, the team head home, with Deathbird escorting them. Bishop and Deathbird have a chat about Shi’ar history and she destroys a book about herself. Then there’s an anomaly so everyone has to go figure out what it is.
Apparently there’s a huge ship near them. The bigger ship is also headed towards Earth, but it destroys the stargate and throws the X-Men’s ship into a spin.
Uncanny X-Men #344, May 1997 Writer: Scott Lobdell. Penciler: Melvin Rubi. Inkers: Joe Weems, Scott Hanna, Mario Alquiza, Harry Candelario, and Tim Townsend.
Deathbird wants to help protect the Shi’ar eggs, even though she’s still injured
Uncanny X-Men #344, May 1997 Writer: Scott Lobdell. Penciler: Melvin Rubi. Inkers: Joe Weems, Scott Hanna, Mario Alquiza, Harry Candelario, and Tim Townsend.
The X-Men are trying to figure out how to save the day
Uncanny X-Men #344, May 1997 Writer: Scott Lobdell. Penciler: Melvin Rubi. Inkers: Joe Weems, Scott Hanna, Mario Alquiza, Harry Candelario, and Tim Townsend.
Uncanny X-Men #344, “Casualties of War” May 1997 Written by: Scott Lobdell. Art by: Melvin Rubi, Joe Weems, Scott Hanna, Mario Alquiza, Harry Candelario, and Tim Townsend.
Our story continues, and I continue to be pleased by a continuous story. It’s not the most exciting issue, but it’s pretty solid. I don’t have a ton to say about it, which is fine, because I have way too much reading to catch up on.
Lilandra is still alive and being held captive by the Phalanx. The team and Deathbird are on their way to save her.
Initially, Deathbird can’t think of why Lilandra would have surrendered, instead of going down fighting. She then realizes that Lilandra must have made the choice in order to save the Shi’ar children, who are eggs, which is weird.
Rogue sends Deathbird and Bishop to save the kids while the rest of them go to get Lilandra and fight the Phalanx.
Bastion’s forces are ready to kill all the mutants, and Robert Kelly isn’t sure it’s the right thing to do. Like, dude, come on. You keep feeling this way and it keeps being a mess.
Bishop and Deathbird arrive in the nest and she collapses from her original wound but still wants to fight.
Joseph starts having Magneto flashbacks but the team want him to ignore them and keep a low profile. Unfortunately, Joseph is too incensed at the injustice of the Phalanx killing everyone to remain calm, so he starts an assault on the Phalanx.
The team are having some problems but Hank’s program to defeat the Phalanx works. But probably the fight isn’t really over because this is a comic book.
First Pontifical High Mass at the throne in England since the reforms, and first Pontifical High Mass by a bishop in his own cathedral in East Anglia since 1558. Wow, big day.
Possibly Stephen Gardiner, Archbisop of Winchester.
Stephen Gardiner (27 July 1483 – 12 November 1555) was an English bishop and politician during the English Reformation period who served as Lord Chancellor during the reign of Queen Mary I and King Philip.
Gregorio III dei Greco-Melchiti Cattolici, nato Loufti Laham in arabo: غريغوريوس الثالث لحام.
Patriarca emerito di Antiochia, di tutto l'Oriente, di Alessandria e di Gerusalemme dei Melchiti; Arcieparca metropolita emerito di Damasco, Alessandria e Gerusalemme dei Melchiti.
Arcivescovo Clemente Augusto Ferdinando Maria Giacinto Wittelsbach von Bayern, Arcivescovo di Colonia dal 1723 al 1761 col titolo di principe-elettore del Sacro Romano Impero, nonché signore di Erzstifts e nunzio apostolico della Santa Sede in Germania.
Fu anche Gran Maestro dell'Ordine Teutonico e vescovo di Ratisbona, di Münster, di Osnabrück, di Paderborn e di Hildesheim.
My parents are so unfestive. Not to say that its a bad thing, but growing up and coming back from the breaks, I was so jealous to hear all the amazing stories for the things people would do with their families during Thanksgiving/Christmas time that I would resent them. But now looking back, it sucked but I also came to appreciate the things I have and not so much have this tangible concept of having things just for the sake of it.
And with that, I take on my own experiences and put more money doing that. That’s how I feel its supposed to be done.
But this Thanksgiving, my family invited over a pastor (who they met through our church) in which I have never met in my life. I am so MIA from home that I always come home surprised to the new things that they do. But to make matters short, he’s a priest but he’s Nigerian (just like ourselves) and they invited him over for dinner. He was so humbled by it for he has only been in the US for like 5 years now and he has never had a real Thanksgiving Dinner. So it was nice for him to come over and eat a mix of both Nigerian and American dishes along with share us stories about Nigeria in the current day and a lot of the things he experienced as a priest in both Nigeria and America. From arm robbers to drama in the church, the stories were interesting, different and never ending. We laughed and chatted for around 5 hours (because Africans love to talk) and it was time to go. Honestly it was a great time.
And what made it quite different this year compared to last year was that I didn’t have to cook! Took that Megabus home on Thanksgiving for them tickets were mad expensive. Whose paying $80 one way when I could pay $25 to come home the day of and not have to worry about cooking too?! ME.
Breaking the Tumblr sabbatical to show off my Presiding Bishop Selfie! Had a lovely time at the Consecration of the new bishop of my Diocese of WNC. PB Curry’s joy is infectious! :D
When Jesus saw the vast crowd, his heart was moved with pity for them, for they were like sheep without a shepherd; and he began to teach them many things. By now it was already late and his disciples approached him and said, “This is a deserted place and it is already very late. Dismiss them so that they can go to the surrounding farms and villages and buy themselves something to eat.” He said to them in reply, “Give them some food yourselves.” But they said to him, “Are we to buy two hundred days’ wages worth of food and give it to them to eat?” He asked them, “How many loaves do you have? Go and see.” And when they had found out they said, “Five loaves and two fish.” So he gave orders to have them sit down in groups on the green grass. The people took their places in rows by hundreds and by fifties. Then, taking the five loaves and the two fish and looking up to heaven, he said the blessing, broke the loaves, and gave them to his disciples to set before the people; he also divided the two fish among them all. They all ate and were satisfied. And they picked up twelve wicker baskets full of fragments and what was left of the fish. Those who ate of the loaves were five thousand men.
