Patience 101

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Hi everybody, here we are in the eighth chapter! Just like before, I had lots of fun making some of the interactions between the characters and I hope you will enjoy it.
And now, on with the chapter!

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The 'ghost town', Next Morning...

"Wake up, Irken-scum!"

Ilk was the first to be startled awake when Captain's booming voice resounded throughout the house, soon followed by her father's groan. "You have the kidding me..."

"Huh...?" Lena rubbed her eyes and slowly rose up, snapping a few bones in the process.

Zim screamed and jumped off his tiny piece of fur-bed.

GIR... didn't even flinch and continued to sleep with loud but small snores.

Captain was on the doorframe, leaning against the door and tapping the tip of his tail impatiently. "If I am to lend you weapons, I have to make sure you will know how to use them."

"Do you have any idea of what time it is?!" Red growled.

"No, I don't. You better hurry before I change my mind!" That being said, Captain went back outside.

Red so wanted to go back to sleep, but he was certain Captain would change his mind about lending them the weapons. Besides, it might be a good chance to learn how Sobrekt weapons worked. If he liked them he might commission his own for self-defense methods. Though lately, he preferred laser guns and long-range weapons, in the Academy he was pretty adept at close combat.

After eating the leftovers from yesterday's meat-the smaller amount let them know Captain and Blue had already eaten-, the Irkens made their way outside, where Blue was taking a look at the laid out weapons. Probably making sure they had enough sharpness.

"Before anything else, I'm letting you know they are just borrowed," Blue narrowed his eyes. "You better give them back in one piece or I'm cutting off your hands."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Before Red could go pick one of the swords, Captain stopped him.

"Hitorken Zim gets to choose first."

Red didn't complain, but he did glare at the grinning defective in contempt as he went and picked one of the twin swords. It was considerably long and big and yet Zim somehow managed to lift it in his thin little arms. How long would it be before he chopped somebody's limbs?

"Hahaha! Fear the almighty Zim!" Zim went towards the group of trees and started cutting through the wood. How did he know how to activate the laser blades? He turned out to be surprisingly skilled at it.

"Ah, that's mastery." Captain sighed almost dreamily.

Red's eye and left antenna twitched. Somebody give this crocodile a clue. Lena picked the dual sai (or Dusazu*, as the Sobrekt call it) for being the most lightweight. Red was torn between the remaining twin sword and the butterfly swords. His specialty in the Academy had been with short-blades, but Ilk wasn't strong enough to carry a longsword.

With that in mind, he grabbed the other sword. Damn it, he could already hear Zim. Ah, my Tallest, so you picked the same weapons as me? I'm glad you were impressed by Zim's amazing swordsmanship skills! He also took the laser gun, thank you very much. It was his, actually.

Ilk grabbed the handles of the butterfly swords. They were a bit heavy, but she could handle it. Hopefully.

Once there were no more weapons on the ground, Captain took a few steps away. "Alright, now that you've picked your... borrowed blades, come along so I can give you a quick tutorial as to how to use them without chopping your fingers off."

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