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Strip 795 -- First Seen: 2011-09-21
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The Not-Safe-Space 2 Kickstarter Campaign has ended successfully. Thanks to all who pledged!

Now we get to wait 2 weeks while Kickstarter transmits the funds, and Scott can order the books, and send surveys to backers to get current e-mail addresses for the .PDF versions and mailing addresses for the physical books.

All of this should show up in June.


The Transcript For This Page

Panel 1
At boarding, Babbette and Reggie find themselves in a queue of last-minute boarders. Reggie is doing something with his wrist-comm.
Babbette: What are you doing?
Reggie: I want to check out this Below Stairs Tattler ezine.

Panel 2
A holoscreen appears above Reggie's wrist-comm, there's something displayed but at this distance and angle we can't read it. Reggie reads silently.
A short man with narrow shoulders, a pencil-neck, and long-pointy nose has joined the queue behind Babbette and Reggie. He notices what's on Reggie's screen and looks annoyed.
Man: Oh, that pit of vipers. I just can't get away from it.
Babbette: Beg pardon?

Panel 3
Two-shot of the pointy-nose man and Babbette. We can barely see someone has come up behind the man.
Man: That so-called Tattler! They spread the most vicious lies!
Man: They don't care whose lives they ruin!

Panel 4
Three-shot of the man, Babbette, and Reggie. Babbette is leaning forward to peer intently at Reggie's holo-display. The man looks like he'd prefer to melt down into the floor.
Reggie: I gather you are the publicist for Prince Rupert here.
Man: Who told you?
Babbette: What the hell is 'yiffing?'


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