A Hungry Bear

[Polar Dave]

The Bear Awakens, does not immediately go on a rampage

Unbeknownst to most Sirians, some thoughtful soul had packed a section of the Liberty with frozen zygotes of some of Earth-That-Was's various fauna, enough to ensure a stable population with zero inbreeding. Of course, in the confusion, Coalition saboteurs found this room, but could only introduce a few random edits and destroy the hemp plants stored in a separate compartment before being found out and promptly forgotten about, due to having been left dirtside when the sleeper ships launched.
Some, such as livestock, were quite useful to the colonists. Others, like sharks, remained in their frozen forms, staying put for the foreseeable future.

The infamous production of the film Jaws 19 saw the first natural light one of those sharks would ever see. Its rampage across the beaches of the Planet Los Angeles oceanfront suburbs following a containment failure was a complete surprise to everyone, claiming about three lives and eating many more limbs before the beaches were closed and bombing runs called in by local Liberty Police elements dynamited the water and diving teams brought it in for "questioning", or to be more accurate, forensic analysis, followed by a fine dining event that was talked about for years.

Dave the Polar Bear is a fluke. This magnificent beast is a polar bear, like his title implies, yet is somehow allegedly immortal and time-traveling. He also learned to read somewhere, or something. Maybe he made it up. Maybe he can't really talk. Who knows? However, the expensive text-to-speech device he's carrying around can maybe hold up a decent conversation, and he hasn't eaten anyone that matters.

What they do know is that he's currently covered only in a covering of translucent fur, and, mysteriously, a campaign hat, and has a hankering for seals. He has just walked out of one of the outlying Zoner colonies on Planet Erie, and has made his way to Planet Erie, where he has demonstrated such skills as:

Standing on two legs, placing four unmarked Sirius Credit Cards worth 10,000 each held between his mighty claws on the desk of the ship dealer, gesturing to the model of the Sunburst on display, and growling. Then a second later, tapping the tiny, tiny buttons on his contraption, which then says in a robotic monotone, "I'll take that one, please."

A trip to the local food outlet has netted him a nice pile of Synth Gel made to look like, taste like, and offer a similar nutritional value to meat, which he carries himself to his newly-acquired spaceship. With his new NeuralNet account, he can now balance his books. And so, with his big overhead of needing to eat, drink, breathe, and rent space, he needs to work to earn his keep. And so, he looks to ways of making money... Hey, bears gotta eat. This advertisement of people looking for haulers willing to not ask questions in exchange for a lot of cash looks interesting. Maybe he'll check it out. His only questions would be:
Are you an equal-opportunity employer?
and
Do your clothes come in my size?
Having reflected upon his available choices, he makes his way to the address listed on the flyer, confident that he would soon have food to last him farther than he could conceive of. He could feed himself, a mate, and their cubs for years!
=To be continued in the next thrilling installment of A Hungry Bear=

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