I’m back! And we’re going to space!!

The Varangians spend most of their lives in low to no gravity. They have factories that can make food, but I have to believe that growing plants is still far more energy efficient than printing food. So they do (or they make their slaves do), but of course in space hydroponics can be done in three dimensions.

“Varangian” is what the Norse invaders were called who went east to Russia instead of West to the North Sea. These guys are fans, I guess.

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Panel 1: Ibrahim now has impossibly stretched-out limbs that are twice as long as they should be, with a long neck and a shaved head. He's wearing a bright pink jumpsuit and floating in zero gravity as he looks listlessly out of a big round porthole in the ship. There is an empty starscape out the window.
Panel 2: Narrator: "The Varangians we were sold to value children from the inner planets. Our bodies are tough, supposedly, compared to theirs." He looks down at his changed hands.
Panel 3: A Varangian woman brandishing a cattle-prod flies in through a doorway and threatens Ibrahim. Narrator: "We know languages they don't. We can read. But any body needs to be adapted to life without gravity in order to live among the asteroids and comets."
Panel 4: Several young prisoners in similar jumpsuits work in a hydroponics room, tending to plants in a three dimensional space. They are overseen by another armoured and armed Varangian with a bushy moustache. Narrator: "The Varangians at least weren't psychopaths like the Kakure who had first captured me. They didn't want us as soldiers or as hostages. They'd spent too much on us to let us die easily. But we were their prisoners."