Strip 406 -- First Seen: 2010-03-29
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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
Wide panel: on the left, Doris and Fiorella, near one of the tether ropes, clad only in their flimsy wraps; on the right, First Officer Darling and four of his space navy pals.

Caption: Doris evaluated the situation.

Caption: Sure, they were practically naked and outnumbered five to two...

Caption: … But she'd be damned if she gave him the satisfaction of any sign of fear.

Panel 2
Two-shot of the girls, looking towards the space navy squad who are out of frame. Doris looks sneeringly at the men; Fiorella looks a bit tense but is not panicking.

Doris: So, Darling, is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?


Panel 3
Medium shot of Darling, we can also see two of the men flanking him. Darling is pulling a darkly blued 9mm Baretta from a concealed holster hidden in the front of his pants.

Darling: All of the above.

Doris (OP): Oh, shit.