Alema coughed and spat water. “Don’t call for help. I will be fine.” He coughed once more and took a deep breath and sat up. “Why did you not ...ress your advantage? You clearly had me and your style of fighting shows you do not fight for sport but to kill.”“Neo Vikings don’t do much for sport, expect perhaps bashing skulls, killing others and drinking. But I am not on Nilfleheim. I could not let you drown, Sir. That be murder.”“I caused you much pain and humiliation in my classes. You could have. It did not matter if they were cured of the disease, as his paranoia would not allow them to live.“You are right, Davik. Based on my Dran’s orders, I would be obligated to kill you, Lillian and myself.”I nodded. “I just wanted you to understand that conflict with your military might occur. I will not let them hurt those I care about because of fear and prejudice.”She kissed my cheek as we arrived at our room. Lillian had been relatively quiet during our talk, keeping behind us as we made our. Your cheek burns as the pain spreads.Not wanting another, you fall silent. Your questions will have to wait."Good. Maybe you've finally learned.", he comments as he turns away and walks across the room.Taking this opportunity, you look around and see that it looks like you are in a basement somewhere. There are concrete block walls, concrete floor, beam ceiling, wires and pipes running through and over the beams, a furnace in one corner and a set of stairs that will take you up to the next. I was not too excited about going because the meetings were long and the drive even longer, but I like my job and it was required. I packed everything into an overnight case, and dressed casually – in a light t-shirt, no bra, shorts and sandals. Usually around the house I go naked, so not wearing a bra felt good. It was a hot day, but having the windows up and air conditioner on full blast made the inside of the car nice and cold. The colder the inside of the car got, the harder my nipples.