Strip 128 -- First Seen: 2009-03-11
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QV on a short break

QUANTUM VIVE is taking a break for a few weeks, as we prepare for Part 2 of the Novo Palermo story, and also for a Kickstarter campaign for Part 1, which will start in September.

In the meantime, Not-Safe.Space will continue, as a murder mystery begins and the relationship between Eithne and Diana develops in unexpected directions.

Not-Safe.Space is a NSFW strip but more than half the pages are SFW so I've set those to *not* require a Patreon membership. Readers should be able to follow the story without seeing the NSFW pages. If I've done this right.

Kickstarter successful and closed

The Kickstarter campaign for Not-Safe.Space Chapter 3 concluded successfully on April 21, and Scott extended the time allowed for late pledges until May 19.

Books have been ordered from the printer and Scott will be spending the next week or so setting up and sending the PDF files to those who asked for them.

(There are still six of you who have not responded to the survey asking for e-mail and snail-mail addresses, he'll do the best he can.)

Thanks to all for supporting this Kickstarter!

The Transcript For This Page

Panel 1
Still at Guy's café table. Guy is seated again, Babbette his rubbing her cheek where Guy kissed her and not amused. Guy is a bit perplexed with her.

Babbette: You just crossed a line there, Terry.

Guy: I merely wished to express my gratitude.

Panel 2
Babbette draws herself up to her full height, fists on her hips, the picture of righteous indignation.

Babbette: The usual comp'nsation for assault is one gold ounce!


Guy: Oh, it is?

Panel 3
Now Guy the Negotiator kicks in, and it's Babbette's turn to look discombobulated.

Guy: What is the usual compensation for violating Sov. Stellina's privacy?


Panel 4
Babbette slumps in her stance, looking defeated. Guy resumes eating his breakfast.

Babbette: I guess we should just consider this a misunderstanding among friends.

Guy: My sentiments exactly.