Lost

Courtship

Outskirts near the camp, meanwhile...

When you become a doctor you take the solemn oath to use your skills to save lives. Not end them. Even if said death was considered necessary, the good doctors are often reluctant to kill and will only use it as a last resort when all the other options have failed. Because of this, most people in the medical field lack any form of combat training.

This made it even harder for Lena to learn to fight. She had never killed anything in her entire life. It might sound ironic, considering military training is often included in the Irken curriculum, but the medic field was the exception. This is part of the reason she chose to be a doctor in the first place. Lena didn't have the... cold blood to kill.

"And here I thought your Tallest was terrible at swordplay."

"Shut up, scaly-head."

Lena huffed. Those two were not helping. "If you're trying to make me feel better, you're both fired."

"It's the first time I've seen an Irken who cannot defend herself," Captain said with a shrug. "This explains why it wasn't that hard to subdue you when I boarded your ship even with your spidery PAK legs."

"Don't you have any weapons in your PAK, Lena?" Red asked, genuinely curious. He hated to admit it, but Captain had a good point.

"I'm a doctor, Red, not a soldier."

"Even so, shouldn't you have at least a pistol in case something like this happens?"

"I made an oath to save lives, and all my life it's what I've done. You can't expect me to go against those principles, even self-defense killing goes against what I stand for."

Captain shook his head. That is very counterproductive. He'd show her how it was properly done, but dual weapons were not his specialty. Besides, Hitorken Zim was taking too long in... whatever he was doing. He asked GIR to go look for him, but given his short-attention-span, he guessed he had run off after some critter or something. "If you'll excuse me, I'll go look for Zim. He might have gotten hurt."

"So what?" Red responded with a shrug. "Better for us, he's just going to bring problems. Trust me, I know." Captain merely rolled his eyes and made his way towards the woods. Well, should anything go wrong because of Zim, Captain would be the first person he'd pin the blame on.

Red continued to watch Lena as she tried to figure out how to wield the sai. No offense, but she really sucked at it. Perhaps he should lend her a hand, right? Literally only one, though, the one he had struck Captain with was still sore from having it fixed. "Need some help?"

"Red, your hand is still recovering, you shouldn't use it too much yet..."

"It's okay, I still have the other. Besides, I'm only going to give you some tips," With a bit of effort he got up without leaning on his injured limb and walked over to Lena. "Show me your combat posture," Lena did as told, and he took a look at it. She wasn't kidding when she said she had no experience. He had none in dual weapons either (not even when it was laser guns he was familiarized with), but at the very least he did know how to fight. "Your body language radiates insecurity."

"I don't know how to do this, remember?" Lena pointed out, rolling her eyes.

"The last thing you want is your opponent to figure that out. Before learning how to use these, you should first learn a proper stance," he put on the posture taught at the Academy. "Like this," Again, she did as he said and he took a look at her. A better look at her. He had never paid much attention, but Lena had beautiful curves in her thin waist and delicate-looking arms. "It's not that... bad. You just need a few adjustments, if you don't mind."