Strip 990 -- First Seen: 2012-07-03
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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.

The Transcript For This Page

Panel 1
Looking up at Marsha on the stage, with some of the Council members (one or two recovering from laughter) looking on. Marsha thinks she has a clincher argument now.
Marsha: All right, but what about threats you haven't foreseen.
Marsha: Threats that would require a powerful, unified, disciplined response?

Panel 2
Full shot of the Old Hobo, now perched on the balcony railing like a Toucan, shouts at the stage. We see a few of the crowd around him, all looking at him.
Old Hobo: Like What?

Panel 3
Marsha, holding up a finger, struggling to find words.
No dialog

Panel 4
Small panel, close-up of Marsha, desperately trying to think of a response.
Marsha: Um, okay ... what about ...