Eric Olafson, First Journeys 03a

First Journeys Chapter 03 a

Chapter 3: Orphan

School, at least Basic Union Schoo l had ended for me six days ago. Almost everyone of my class had graduated and received their CITI implants in a festive ceremony in the schools cafeteria. It was a very strange experience for me. Father was present in full clan chief regalia, standing with other fathers and this time he was not there to ridicule or hurt me, but to witness the event just like the others. I always believed I would be the only one that was going to leave Nilfeheim after school, but Yngve was gone now for almost two years already.

He had messaged me once or twice telling me how much better everything was, and that he was no longer bullied or afraid. Gunnar who had lost his fight against Sigvard and was officially no longer a member of the Peerson clan had left right after graduation to serve his twenty two month Union service as a food service provider for a Union Fire Department station and then was invited by Arthur’s to their company college. It wasn’t a big surprise that Peter, the son of a Freeman and seafood merchant left for college. But that Sigvard decided to serve the twenty two month with the Spaceport Authority, serving it on another planet, was as unexpected as a Tyranno sighting in the middle of Longnight.

Two days later, Elena and I visited our Fangsnapper herds on our South Pole.

All the larger clans maintained a herd or two there. The Fangsnapper herders were regarded the wildest and most rugged Neo Vikings. Living at the edge of the ice, tending Fangsnapper herds for the clans that owned them, protecting these often angry and dangerous animals from wild Fangsnappers, Rock sharks and Tyrannos while the animals dove for fish was about as harsh as life could be.

These men lived in tents and primitive condition for most of the time and had their families in small ice top villages where conditions were only slightly better than in the moving herder camps.

Once every year was the big round up. It was then the herds were driven to Isen Lansby. The herders received their pay from the clans they herded the animals for.

Then they sold the market ready Fangsnappers. Bought and traded animals for breeding

The animals were either slaughtered on the spot or flown live to the Xchange in Halstaad. It was also a festive carnival like occasion with performers, rodeos and all kinds of competitions. It was then when Elena was attacked by a wild Fangsnapper that somehow got loose tore through the fair ground and bolted straight towards my beautiful sister. While I tried to get to her, I was not close enough to prevent the attack.

Yet my sister stood her ground and Elena slew the beast with her sword.

This warrior feat was not only seen by dozens of men but it was also witnessed by two Elders who happened to attend the Round up.

The Elders declared that she completed a feat worthy of the Ancient Challenge and declared her to be a Nilfeheim warrior.

The oldest son of the Thingstal Clan, Armin Thingstal challenged her, saying

“If the elders declare weak and useless women to be warriors, then real warriors must stomp out this foolishness.”

He also demanded to gain whatever riches Elena had in her name. My offer to fight as her champion was denied by the Elders and Elena herself.

During the fight, she cut off both of his hands.

The fight that was transmitted from the roundhouse where the challenge took place to every Nilfeheim home.

During the same event I was forced to discuss my disapproval of Beowulf Thingstal’s interference in the fight.

Beowulf, the brother of Armin jumped in the ring after he witnessed the defeat of his sibling brandishing a sword attacking Elena.

Unfortunately my argument with that coward was not as elegant as Elena’s. This time however, I did not feel the same guilt as I did when I killed the Steiner boy in the very same ring. Beowulf attacked without challenge and from behind, I never liked cowards.

One surprising development of that day was the fact, that Isegrim my father jumped from his seat into the fighting ring and actually challenged the Old Thingstal to a duel if he did not recognize Elena as a warrior and accept her

Otmar Thingstal threw his sword into the ring and recognized Elena as a warrior and her victory.

Father then revealed openly that Harkun had been his half brother thus making Elena a real Cousin of mine. Now I had a sister that was also my cousin.

Father told everyone that her feats could of course be easily explained due to the fact she had Olafson blood in her veins. He also announced before the Elders that, he as clan chief had the right to elevate Elana to be the first daughter with rights of command and to be a foremost honored member of the Olafson clan.

None of the Elders could find a single line in the Book of Traditions, that forbade a daughter to be in such a position.

Nilfeheim had a new hero and a female one.

Then, about a week ago, I was visited by two officers of the Union police. As surprising their visit was, I had a bad feeling about it and suspected it had to do with the incident at the Spaceport.

The two told informed me that, the investigation into Lothar’s attack at the Spaceport was now officially closed. Lothar, so they told me had committed suicide, apparently after he learned what penalty he would have faced, by an attempted double homicide on Union ground.

They did ask me a few questions about Lothar and took a statement on the events that led to him attacking Elena and me.

One of them also questioned Elena.

Both men said that crime on Union ground required a closing report and since there was an ongoing federal investigation into the planet bomb affair, they had to make sure it wasn’t connected.

I learned that Lothar had survived the beating he received from the hands of Lowmen and had stayed at the burg the entire time, still being an Olafson. I simply hadn’t wasted a thought on him since I left him behind on the floor of the High Halls.

I was still unsettled by the Union Police visit and realized how close it was for Elkhart’s predictions to come true, when I was told another Union official wanted to see me. This time however it was a Union Post office courier delivering me the official documents that confirmed my appointment date at the Union fleet academy on arsenal.

He recommended that we should keep our GalNet terminal turned on, so he would not have to make delivery runs.

--””--

My last days on Nilfeheim were over faster than I realized.

For the longest time I dreamt of the day I could finally leave. Now that it was at hand, I was no longer sure if it really was the right thing to do.

Elena and I stood by the large view ports looking over the snow covered landing field. The space bus was sitting on its single landing foot and a flexible covered gangway attached it to the terminal.

To me it was as if Elena became more beautiful every day.

She wore black knee high boots red leather pants and shirt over a sweeping fur rimmed cape with the Olafson Wolf heads on the back. The leather modeled her curvaceous body in a very appealing way. Her rich thick black hair contrasted in a lovely way with her blue eyes and rosy complexion. I was very proud of my sister. On her hip hung Hevnen, the great broadsword of the Olafson clan and perhaps as famous as Mördaren.

Father decreed that she earned the right to wear it.

With us also were Uncle Hogun, Aunt Freydis. the Ancient One and Sigfrida.

The almost two meter tall woman that was a constant companion to the Ancient, was a close friend yet I knew next to nothing about her.

In her black leather outfit and fur cloak and the long blond braids reaching to her hips, she looked very much like a Valkyrie of ancient lore.

She turned every head. in the spaceport.

Sigfrida was now a constant guest at the burg and had started to train Elena, just as she had trained me.

Elena and Sigfrida had become close friends.

Uncle Hogun gave me one of his trademark bear hugs.”Take care of yourself out there.” Then stomped away.

Aunt Freydis whispered. “Don’t think bad of him. He is a big tough Fangsnapper on the outside, but soft as kitten on the inside. he didn’t want anyone to see him cry. He hates to say good bye.”

“I know Aunt Freydis. There isn’t a gentler soul on all Nilfeheim”

She shook my hand. “Keep your honor as you always have and do what your heart tells you to do, sometimes the heart is a better councilor than the mind.”

She then followed her huge husband.

The Old Keeper took my underarm and said. “Be careful out there Eric. I traveled a bit last year and will do so again as soon as I can. I tell you this galaxy of ours is a marvelous place and you will see amazing sights, but it can be much more dangerous as a Rock shark infested stretch of ocean.”

I nodded.” I try to be careful.”

Sigfrida pointed at Mördaren I was wearing.”Even though there isn’t anyone your equal with this on Nilfeheim. Out there a simple steel sword is not even considered a weapon anymore. Don’t try to pick any fights with someone having a gun.”

“I am only wearing it for the benefit of Lars Igvarhein standing over there. Father asked me to wear Clan colors and the sword. I am not planning to stand out like a sore thumb and advertise to everyone I am a Neo Viking primitive of Nilfeheim.” She kissed me on the forehead.

Father did not come. He disapproved of me going off world and seeking to become a fleet officer

A few days ago he has handed Elena the Clan ring in a symbolic gesture. Perhaps trying to change my mind.

But Elena wearing the ring and thus becoming the declared heir was perfectly fine with me.

Elena embraced me with a tight hug, she felt wonderful and smelled of shampoo, fine soap, a hint of perfume and warm leather.

“Don’t you worry, you are the first born and I won’t take anything that is rightfully yours.”

“Sister, I am so proud of you. I never really wanted to be a clan leader. Whatever destiny the Norns have decided to be mine, I know beyond any doubt it is not on Nilfeheim.

You are everything the Olafson clan needs and so much more.

You look regal and stunning at the same time, you are smarter than me, have a knack for business and father is melting every time you there.”

“I love you my brother, always have. Be safe and call as often as you can.”

I promised.

A voice blared. “Last boarding call for Grey Lines coach 554. All passengers please come to boarding gate two in the Grey Lines lobby. Last...”

She kissed me warmly on the lips closed her eyes, as a tear pearled down her cheek.

“You better go now, I might change my mind and not let go.”

I brushed a strand of shiny black hair from her forehead, took a last lingering look of her gorgeous face; then I turned and went to the lobby.

Lars,, our local news man had a partner now, instead of a cheap hover-cam he used before. He directed his Cam-man with a sweeping gesture behind me and then stepped into my way.

“Eric Olafson, foremost hero of Nilfeheim is leaving our world today to further his education off planet.

Eric you still have a few minutes, would you mind answering a few questions?” “Lars I am not much for interviews and all this high-brow media stuff and I do have a bus to catch.”

“Who is this stunning blonde with your magnificent Warrior Sister? I am getting calls from all over Nilfeheim.”

“She is a close friend. It is not very manly or very honorable to call in. Whoever is interested in Sigfrida should come forward and make proper advances.”

I was halfway through the lobby and close to the boarding gate, but Lars kept following me.

“There are rumors your sister might be the next clan chief of the mighty Olafson clan, is that true?”

“There is only one Clan chief and that is Isegrim my father. He is healthy and full of strength and if you make news out of rumors. I will challenge you.”

Lars stepped back. “It is my duty to follow up on rumors.”

“It is your duty to report facts.”

“Why is it, you are leaving Nilfeheim? Why does the heir to the mightiest clan leave and leave it to a female of uncertain heritage?”

“What did you just say?” I slammed my fist as hard as I possibly could into his stomach and then hit his chin with an uppercut that sent him to the floor.

“I hope your camera man got that too. If you ever dishonor my sister, spread rumors or question her honor. If you ever say something like that about the Olafson clan again, I come back faster than you can say Olafson and kill you without mercy, do you understand?”

He spat blood wiped his mouth and nodded.

I made it as last passenger to the boarding gate and the security officer at the gate asked me to present my brand new CITI implanted (Citizen Identification Tag Implant) under the skin of my right arm.

After I was cleared, I stepped on a slide belt, the only one I knew off that existed on Nilfeheim and it carried me through the flexible connector tunnel to the space bus.

A robot greeted me at the Airlock. “Good afternoon Citizen. Welcome aboard Gray Lines Coach 554. Your seat is upper deck, starboard row seat 44A; please follow the blue pulse light to your seat.”

A blue blinking light appeared on the floor and guided me up a flight of stairs and to a window seat. I took off my fur coat and the sword belt and stowed it all in my seat locker and sat down. From the view port next to my seat, I could see the spaceport building and I hoped I would see Elena and the others, but all I saw was the reflection of the terminal of the space bus and the gray sky of Nilfeheim in the smooth surface of the terminal complex.

After a few moments the air pressure changed noticeable and the air started to smell different.

A legless robot floated down the middle isle. “Captain Ruthneck and his crew would like to welcome you aboard Coach 554 Afghan ... Please familiarize yourself with the safety features aboard this SII- Quadstar 400.

In the event of a catastrophic hull breach your seat will activate its life capsule mode, please make sure you have all limbs and other body parts inside the yellow outline around your seat when the emergency lights come on.

You will also find emergency space suits under your seats. Union species with special body features or environmental needs should ask one of the robots for an appropriate model.

The consummation of tox drinks and legal drugs are permitted only while the bus is in space. Due to the various local laws to these matters, Gray Lines generally prohibits these activities while landed.

Our next destination will be system Lichthaus and the planet Holstein. Estimated time of arrival will be Fifth hour on Blue Day or in about 6 hours and 12 minutes. The on board restaurant welcomes you to try our various menu offerings. Have a pleasant flight.”

We lifted off moments later and the spaceport, Halstaad Fjord disappeared fast beneath us and then disappeared below the heavy cloud cover.

Then we were through the atmosphere and the SII- Quadstar accelerated to gain the necessary speed to trans light threshold and after about 15 minutes, the stars suddenly disappeared, and the background hum of the engines changed to a faint whistling sound then the stars reappeared.

This all meant the bus had slipped into Quasi-Space, the thin layer between real space and the next continuum, where faster than light travel was possible and time did not exist. Inside the ISAH field we brought our own time with us.

While it was only a space bus, this was my first time on a real spaceship traveling faster than light.

The viewports now showed a simulated view of real space as seen by the so called Trans layer sensors. They were necessary as humans had no sensory organs or means to perceive Quasi-Space.

From the brochure displayed in the field screen before me I learned that the space bus service was heavily subsidized by the government.

While there were other, faster ways to travel of course and space buses offered very little comfort or luxuries, no other travel service existed that reached all occupied worlds and places in the Union and for little money at that.

It was intended to facilitate the easy interaction between all Union worlds. A grandmother could easily visit her grandchildren clear across Union space for less than two hundred Credits.

Students were able to travel to visit other places and tourists could visit every point of interest.

The space bus service and the instantaneous cheap communication available to all Union citizens were considered the main reason why the Union existed for over 2800 years and kept on growing.

Not even the most distant fringe world colony felt cut off and colonist revolts that were a common occurrence in many other known trans galactic cultures had never happened in the Union. Not that anyone was forced to stay a member anyway.

I looked around and didn’t see many passengers. Even thought the bus could accommodate over 1000 travelers.

The multi entertainment unit mounted in the backrest of the seat before me flashed with the GalNet logo and a sexless voice said. “Mr. Olafson you have a call from user identified as Mr. Silverzweig. Do you accept the call?”

“Yes I accept.”

My grandfather’s old friend and legal adviser appeared and said.

“Shalom Eric. You left faster than I expected. I wanted to see you on Nilfeheim regarding your Inheritance. Your Grandfather wanted me to give you a recording. I also wanted to inform you that you now have complete access and control over the funds he left you.”

“I forgot all about that, Mr. Silverzweig. Can I see the recording from here?”

“Yes I upload it to your PDD if you have one.”

“Yes I do.” I held my PDD net to the GalNet terminal, the connection was made and the file transferred.

The lawyer nodded pleased and then said. “I took the liberty to invest your inheritance and retained a portion of the stock in your late grandfathers company for you and it keeps earning you a little money on the side. You are quite a wealthy individual now and if you like I offer you my continuous services as financial and legal adviser.”

“Yes Mr. Silverzweig I like that a lot. I would have asked you that if you had not offered.”

“In this case I suggest transferring only one billion in your private use account and letting the other four billion work for you.”

“Mr. Silverzweig, to me hundred Credits is a lot of money. I can’t grasp the idea of having that much money.

There is nothing I really need, other then maybe some less auspicious clothing, and a GalNet enabled PDD. Please deduct whatever fees you charge and do what you feel is right. My Grandfather trusted you and called you friend and that is all the reason I need to do the same, Sir.”

He smiled and bowed slightly.”You are no longer n Nilfeheim and you will soon realize the universe runs on money. I already deducted my fees Eric and I consider it a personal pleasure to serve you. Good luck with your Union Fleet application.”

I thanked him again and he disconnected. My Credit strip made a pinging sound and as I looked at the read out, I noticed a very long number with lots of zeros.

I really had no idea what a billion Credits meant.

I started Grandfather’s recording.

“Hello Eric my grandson. If you see this recording I didn’t make it to see you off on your quest to become a star ship captain. I heard it is a hard journey but I know you will succeed. Also be assured I will be be proud of you no matter if you succeed or not. I know you will try your best as you always have and no one can ask for more. I left you a little bit of money in case this career choice turns out not to be to your liking and with it you have the means to try something else.

I wish I could have been there for you, but I assure you I am with you in spirit. Farewell my grandson. For the short time I was allowed to know you made me a very proud grandfather. I know I failed you and your mother in so many ways, I will rest easier in whatever place I am now, knowing you have forgiven me.”

“I have grandfather.” I hoped no one seen my tears I hastily wiped away.

-””-

Holstein planet was the closest settled system to Nilfeheim and also the seat of the sector council.

It had been settled by mostly German immigrants from Earth at about the same time as Nilfeheim.

According to the brochure that listed trivia knowledge of all the stops along the way, it was called the -Planet of Meadows- and was famous for its rolling hills covered with deep green grass.

Grass so it seemed to be some sort of sea weed that grew on land.

Holstein had a population of nearly one Billion and exported mainly dairy products. The cheese and milk sold on Nilfeheim came from here. Its main city Lunebeck had a Union Police station and a sector court.

I decided to skip Holstein planet, as a sightseeing destination and stay aboard.

Lay over time was only three hours anyway.

The list of tourist attractions was short and none really peaked my interest:

Tour of a dairy farm, tour of a brewery, hiking in the moors and visiting genuine replicas of German medieval castles were on the top of that list.

We had burgs at home and the rest was not what I considered interesting.

Our next destination would be Twilight, a moon that was tidal locked.

Only a strip where both sides overlapped had a climate and sported conditions for standard NiOx breathers.

I activated the Privacy-Bubble and set the Sleep-Inducer for arrival Twilight and went to sleep.

-””-

Twilight so I learned from the same multi media brochure displayed on the entertainment unit was a moon in orbit around the fourth planet of the Yutoo System.

Twilight was tidally locked around that fourth planet, named Gigaball, an enormous gas planet with nine planet sized and hundreds of smaller moons. Twilight was unique among them as it had a Nitrogen Oxygen atmosphere, acceptable to most NiOx breathers in the Union.

A strip of about 6 kilometers width and 12,200 km long follows the permanent terminator line between the planet and the space side.

The information displayed told me that the day side was the one facing the planet and the night side opposite and whenever the moon swung around the big planet, the night side was facing the distant sun of the system and technically became the day site.

However the distant sun was not providing all that much light.

I sighed, this sounded more complicated than the winter seasons of Nilfeheim.

I was swiping ahead a few pages and learned that the planet facing side could experience temperatures up to 250 degrees on the old C-scale. While the temperatures on the night side and while behind the big planet could go as low as minus 60 degrees.

A strong permanent wind circulation between the two sides had smoothed much of the moons rocky surface and created valleys with lakes of mile deep micro dust. Fresh and liquid water existed at the terminator and there was indigenous plant life.

No mobile plants or actual fauna life have been discovered so far.

Twilight was settled by colonists from many different regions and no particular dominant culture about 1500 years ago.

According to the brochure, most cities and settlements were located on or under the terminator strip but there was a Sunside city and a Planet Side city.

It seemed noteworthy for whoever wrote this, to mention that the Sun Siders did not like the Planet Siders and vice versa.

Both sides consider the Termis (those living in the middle) to be snobs and weaklings.

There was short but violent local war about 300 years ago between the two sides until the Termis in the middle called for Union intervention.

Main export items were mushrooms that grew in caves as well as minerals and metals.

Twilight was also considered a Union traffic hub for this region.

Some of the Tourist attractions listed were: Dust skimming, White water boating and a traditional Amusement Park.

I yawned and stretched a bit, maybe the Ancient was exaggerating, the Universe so far sounded quite boring.

--””--

There was not all that much to do on a space bus. On the main deck was a restaurant, with very basic and mostly printed food offerings. Of course there were GalNet terminals, part of the seat entertainment system. Most passengers kept their Privacy-Bubbles and Sleep-Inducers activated. Since this was my first space flight, I explored the bus, but found nothing that really peaked my interest.

So I read the GalNet entry about Twilight and again and found I was still not too interested in the local attractions, but the bus would be there for eight hours, time enough to stretch my legs and perhaps have a bite to eat.

Besides I had left Nilfeheim much sooner than originally planned and now I had to kill four month before I was to report at the Academy for my entry exam.

So I was not exactly in a big hurry

TWILIGHT

The spaceport was much bigger and busier than the one on Nilfeheim. Two other space buses had arrived simultaneous with us and I was told they all waited for a fourth one to arrive.

This was the reason for the eight hour layover. So passengers of these buses had a chance to board connecting flights to their destinations.

My first change of bus routes would be in two more stops at the OXR-Hub, which stood for Old Xunx Region.

The space bus to the right had just arrived from Brennans World, forty four light years from here. The other one was from New Sweden. The fourth one yet to arrive from Ne Plejades. Across the terminal were a bunch of smaller bus bays connecting hourly to destinations within the Yutoo system.

I learned from a friendly Info Bot that all nine moons and two rock core planets in the System were colonized. The bus from New Sweden and would leave for He Mang. The one from New Plejades would continue to Cascade system and my space bus next destination was a place called Halifax system.

An even bigger bus than ours, all the way in the last docking bay serviced an Outward Fringe Region almost a thousand light years distant and thus had cabin accommodations.

It would soon leave to Galia in the Halifax system then proceed to Nightlive. From there I could either catch a fast clipper to Alconyne or Neo Nebula. Both destinations had Space Train connections to Blue Moon.

Behind the Space Bus bays was the vast open area of the spaceports landing field. The patient Info Bot explained that the fish shaped space ship taking off was a luxury liner named Blue Dolphin with over sixteen port of calls on its trip,. With final destination Sol Hub. Seeing that elegant ship climb into the yellowish sky I was actually considering booking a voyage too.

Once on Sol Hub it was only a short inter system trip to Earth and the home of the original and first Vikings.

Seeing all this gave me a first glimpse of how big the Union really was.

Many passengers and locals weren’t human and I saw members of non humanoid species, but could identify only a few.

Four insectoid Klack loaded with shopping bags, had a lively conversation with a four meter tall Andorian and a frightening looking Kilonian who used eight legs to walk and its upper pairs as arms, looked like a segmented Sausage with legs.

A Wurgus, wearing a rainbow colored neck to floor shimmering robe, bumped into me. His head really reminded me of a freshly butchered and plugged chicken with two onions stuck to it for eyes.

Mr. Flensburger one of my teachers told us in Xeno Class that the term Chicken head was used in many jokes but should never be said in front of a Wurgus.

He mumbled an apology and rushed on.

In all this there were robot vendors, message bots, info bots and security drones. Everyone seemed to be in a rush and had urgent business.

I smiled as I saw an Arthur Swine and Dine, complete with waving pig. A thin looking dirty boy wearing a shoulder bag grabbed the shopping bag of a woman who had set it down to talk to an Info-Bot and then bolted.

He was stealing that ladies bag.

And he ran my way, not seeing me as he glanced back.

I grabbed him by the shirt. “I don’t think that bag belongs to you.”

He turned tried to worm himself out of my grip and screamed.

“Let me go.”

Now I noticed it wasn’t a boy but a girl. Her hair was cropped short and she was perhaps twelve or thirteen years old. Wearing a one piece stained and smudgy coverall that maybe was white a century ago.

I twisted the collar making it tighter. “Not before you gave back what you have stolen.”

She kicked me on my shin bone and I felt her kicks even through my padded Fangsnapper leather boots.

Two similar looking but much older teens and male for sure, approached us trying to blend in the crowd.

“Now you are in trouble Mister, my brothers are coming and they will shank you, better let me go now.”

“I don’t think they will.”

They had spotted the security officer just as I had.

The girl changed her tune.”Please Mister, don’t turn me in. I don’t want to go back to Mother Moore’s happy Orphanage. Please.”

Tears glittered in her eyes and I said. “We give the lady back her belongings and I let you go.”

“You don’t understand. If I don’t bring my share I get beaten and kicked out of the nest.”

“I tell you what. We give the lady back her stuff and I buy you dinner at Arthurs after that I buy you something you can use for loot. Stealing is not the answer and unfair to that woman who paid for whatever you stole.”

“You aren’t for real. Are you?”

“I always keep my word.”

“Dinner and twenty Credits and you got a deal.”

“Alright. I give you ten now. You give back the bag and I give you ten more and buy lunch.”

She nodded. “Deal.” with her free hand she fished a battered scratched looking Credit Chip form her pocket and I swiped her ten credits in the thing.

She stared at the read out.” You give me ten more?”

“When you done your part of the deal.”

I let her go. At first it seemed she was about to bolt but then she went to the lady who was still arguing with the Info Bot and had not even noticed her missing bag. The girl put it right where she took it and came back, first on distance with a distrusting expression on her dirty face.

“You earned the second ten and I keep my side of the bargain.”

She approached and I swiped another ten in her strip.

On the far left of my field of view I noticed one of her smudgy friends coming closer. The security officer had moved on and was now out of sight. The thin humanoid was holding his right hand under his jacket and I turned fast, as he was only a step or so away.

He flashed a knife and hissed.” Don’t interfere with the Port Roaches. I brushed aside my mantle drew Mördaren and held the blade under his chin.

“Don’t threaten a swordsman with a knife.”

He paled and tried to flee but a suddenly appearing Security robot grabbed him by the shoulders and a police man arrived moments later.

“Traveler did this Non citizen harm or steal from you?”

“No but he tried to stab me.”

“I have scanned your weapon. It appears to be a simple metal sword without energy signature and is therefore permitted. You may however put it away now. Can I also scan your CITI?”

I slid the sword back into its scabbard and let him do it.

He thanked me and said. “Thank you for your cooperation Mr. Olafson. Have a nice stay on Twilight.”

“Do I have to do anything else?”

“No Sir. It’s a clear cut case. Legal Central gives you all green. This thief and would be stabber will see a Judge however, attempted armed attack isn’t a misdemeanor.

It’s either Ma Moore’s if he is a minor or a Dust camp if he is old enough. He won’t bother travelers for a while in any case.”

The cop left with the robot dragging the young man along.

I didn’t see the other boy or the girl.

I decided to check out the shops get me some different clothing, a better PDD and maybe go outside and see how the air felt on another world and did not think much further about the incident.

But the girl suddenly stepped in my way. “You still owe me a dinner.”

“Of course, and I will keep my promise. We can go back to Arthurs or go that Pizzeria there or any other restaurant. I see there are many choices here.”

“Any restaurant?”

“Sure.”

“We go to ‘Chong’s-All-You-Can-Eat’ then. But I must warn you it’s 12 credits a nose for humans.”

“It’s okay I think I can manage it.”

She led the way to a set of black lacquered doors with golden symbols and two ferocious looking golden animal statues sat on each side of it.

A sign informed me that the restaurant served LSLD food only and charged extra for Ba Phy XL, whatever that meant.

Inside behind a counter was a woman; her face looked very much like that of the Off-world assassin I had fought in my submarine.

She bowed slightly and smiled at me but glared hostile at the girl. “Your kind is not welcome. You have no money and steal much food.”

“She is with me and I pay for all the food she eats or steals.”

“This is fortunate and acceptable to me. She is now welcome.”

The restaurant consisted of rows of tables and in the middle a long buffet with rows of tubs of steaming foods.

I was thinking the lady would have to change her sign, if Neo Vikings would ever find this place. A grin crept into my face when I imagined how the buffet would look after a crowd of Nilfeheimers descended upon it.

The girl took a tablet and a plate and looked at me.

“You pay for the food I steal too?”

“Yes.”

She first loaded her plate with a white cereal of little steaming kernels and filled bowls with stew like meat dishes.

Then she filled her bag with rolls, and chicken pieces.

“Don’t you want to wash your face and hands first? I am sure they have a wash room and maybe they could wrap the food before you put it in that bag? Remember I pay for it.”

“Can I eat first and wash later? I am really hungry.”

“Sure, it was just a suggestion. So what’s good here?”

“Everything is good. Do you like chicken or duck, spicy or not so spicy? Get little of the rice and much of the meat. It’s all natural sourced at He Mang, not far from here and not printed. Nothing exotic just human standard food.”

I simply did what she did and went to a table.

To my surprise she used two sticks instead of a knife or spoon.

Luckily there was a spoon like contraption made of ceramics. She ate like there was no tomorrow and then pointed at my plate.

“Have you never eaten with chopsticks?”

“No not really. We actually advanced to spoon and knife.”

“They have regular silverware too; you don’t have to use the rice spoon.”

After she went for the third time she finally slowed down, chewing she looked at me, “So what world are you from? You wear furs and leather and a sword and all that.”

“I am from Nilfeheim. Not that far from here.”

“Never heard of Nilfeheim.”

“And you? You are from Twilight?”

“You are not some law man right?”

“No I am Eric Olafson from Nilfeheim. I am a Neo Viking, the first time off planet and on my way to Arsenal.”

“Oh right I heard of the Neo Vikings. Rough barbarians from some water planet, galactic west from here, right?”

“I think so.”

“I am Exa, don’t know if I have a real last name and I think I was born on Blue Moon if my mother told me the truth, but she stowed when I was real little to here and that’s how I ended up on Twilight.”

“Stowed?”

“Stowed away, hid in a freight crate, you know. That’s how Gal Drifts get around. It’s not easy and sometimes you get stuck on a planet for a while, the Freights are pretty tight secured these days.”

“It’s not really my business and I have no idea what a Gal Drift is, but why are you stealing to get by and why are you hungry? Aren’t you going to school?”

She poked the sticks in her food and then said without looking at me.

Galactic Drifters, it’s a subculture.

They don’t believe in CITIs and think it’s not right to be tagged like cows so Big Brother can keep tabs on you.

They don’t believe in Union laws and that includes schools. Citizens of the Universe, they call themselves and believe all war is wrong, weapons are for evil purposes only and think if the Kermac want to rule over us then let them, instead of fighting them. Gal Drifts would not accept them as authority either.”

She sighed. “My mom got hooked on God-Dust, you know Califerm. She got caught and shot. They often shoot Califerm addicts here on Twilight when they get caught outside of Union ground. Only the spaceport is Union ground.”

“So you are a Gal Drift? How about your father?”

She pushed the plate away. “No I am not a Gal Drift. I am the product of one. I told you Mom left Blue Moon or whatever planet when I was very little. Gal Drifts don’t marry or keep track of their lovers.

Of course it is easier on the men they don’t get pregnant.

I am no Gal Drift. I am a frikkin’ Below sometimes they also call us Bottoms. Below everyone else. Below the high and mighty Citizens, below Non Cits and Drifters.

Without Union school you don’t become a Union Citizen and the only school I can go to as an orphan is Mother Moore’s Happy Orphanage.

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