Strip 617 -- First Seen: 2011-01-18
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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
Reggie and Babbette in the large, round master bed, covers pulled up to their naked shoulders, enjoying the post-coital glow. The enormous bed almost seems to swallow them up.
Babbette: So this had been Admiral Harris' quarters previously?
Reggie: Yep. It was already luxurious, since rank doth have its privileges. But with the upgrade we made it positively palatial.

Panel 2
Now the two of them are in dressing gowns, at the mini-galley. Babbette is perched on a stool as Reggie prepares some cocktails for both of them.
Babbette: Do you ever rent this suite out? How much do you get for it?
Reggie: A king's ransom, of course.

Panel 3
Wide panel: Babbette and Reggie, now fully clothed, stroll down a broad corridor, touring the ship. Carpeting is plush, the ceiling is decorated, and along the far wall we see entrances to a fancy gift shop, a restaurant, and glass walls affording a view of a half-Olympic-sized swimming pool.
(The ship is now under acceleration, most likely at about one-third gee. So their walking would be more like walking on Earth than on Ceres, but they'd still be leaning slightly forward.)
Babbette: Hard to believe this was once a warship, a dealer of death.
Reggie: We have transformed evil into good. Let's go back to our suite and celebrate it.