Strip 121 -- First Seen: 2009-03-02
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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
Establishing shot, the front of The King's Court. Make this wide but not full-page wide. Babbette TY is driving away after having dropped Guy off. Guy is still wearing his drab office suit but without the identification badge. Reggie greets him at the door. We see Guy from behind here, but his posture is a bit stooped, like he's not feeling that well but trying to tough it out.

Guy: You wanted a meeting?

Reggie: I need your opinion on an important matter.

Panel 2
Close 2-shot of Guy and Reggie walking down the hallway. Small panel, tight shot. Guy looks miserable, Reggie wears a wry grin.
Guy: I hope I can give an intelligible one.

Reggie: Did a little too much celebrating last night?

Panel 3
They're in Reggie's office. He's pulling a dark-colored bottle from behind his desk.

Reggie: I have just the thing for hangover.

Guy: Not, as they say, 'hair of the dog?'

Panel 4
Guy is holding a small crystal tumbler of the dark-brown liquid Reggie has poured for him. He eyes it with suspicion. Reggie is pouring a glass for himself.

Reggie: Nope. Dr. Pepper. Best hangover cure ever made.