Strip 788 -- First Seen: 2011-09-12
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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 stand inside the entrance to their suite. Their suitcases stand around them. Behind them, Miller is exiting with the trundle. We see much of the suite – it looks pretty high-class but not as outsized as their King's Suite on the Delta Free.
Babbette: Ninety-ninth floor. Pretty swank, sire!
Reggie: Only the best for my queen.
Babbette: The best is just under the royals and cost ten times as much as this suite.
Panel 2
Close two-shot of Babbette and Reggie. Reggie is looking disappointed, that he has under-performed. She looking away and isn't noticing yet.
Babbette: Even at one-fifth its normal tariff, you'd have had to hock the Delta Free to pay for it.

Panel 3
Now Babbette is looking at Reggie, and is cooing at him to smooth his hurt feelings. Reggie smiles and looks knowingly in her direction – he knows of no such aversion.
Babbette: But I much prefer this room.
Babbette: You know how I hate triple-digit floor numbers.