Strip 369 -- First Seen: 2010-02-11
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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 the knife fighting class. Guy and Wally square off, holding their wooden knives “icepick” stile for close combat as Bryce watches from nearby. Guy is a bit larger than Wally yet, but the match isn't horrendously lopsided. Wally puts on a show of bravado.

Wally: Watch yerself, Terry. Amina cut ya.

Panel 2
Wally thrusts, Guy easily parries with his left palm against Wally's wrist.

Guy: Aha! Playing with the psychology, eh?

Panel 3
Guy now holds Wally's knife arm with his left wrist while he thrusts the wooden knife at the boy's torso, jabbing him in the solar plexus (not breaking skin, of course). The jab stuns Wally.
Guy: But my name is not 'Terry,' it is Guy. Please remember that.

Panel 4
Guy has now whirled the boy around so that he's behind the lad and has the boy's right arm pinned while he's reached around with his own knife and has it pressed against the boy's throat.
Wally: Believe me, I don't forget a lesson.