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I’m back! Regular strips again. I’ll try not to take TOO long to get to drawing/coloring the rough version I posted the last two weeks.
It was a good trip. Good to see family and friends. And now it’s good to be home again. 🙂
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Still in the restaurant bar, Picknar said, “anyhow, it’s really important I get back into space. And quickly.” Knox asked, “what? do you have some dinner party to attend to?” Lifting their hands in a gesture of explanation, Picknar said, “no. I have Klopeyklope disease. Or, well, my body on Titheron does. Which is so uncommon that it took several specialists before I was diagnosed.” Thoos commented, “never heard of it.” “Exactly,” Picknar said, “very rare. And it doesn’t affect my life much except stomach pains. But if I don’t take my meds regularly, I’ll die.” Thoos said, “I’m amazed they let you participate in this study with a condition like that.” Picknar turned to Thoos and said, “like you, I lied on my résume.” Annoyed, Thoos gestured at themseleves and said “well, at least I had a good reason.” Now it was Picknar’s chance to be annoyed, and they said, “I need money for the meds, or, like I said, I die.” Not impressed, Thoos exclaimed, “you think dying is bad, have you ever had to have dinner at senator Kidgel’s house? shudder.”
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