Lard Nar was awoken from his slumber to a tinny voice, announcing an uncharted planet entering the small ship's proximity. His eyes fluttered open, pressing a button, the view screen flickering on and giving him an image of a mostly green and blue planet, with white wisps all around it. Lard Nar's fingers clicked a few more buttons, initiating a scan, the console alerting him that the planet was, in fact, able to sustain him, and inhabited by a more primitive species.
The Vortian weighed his options, knowing full well the escape pod was running low on fuel, and that he was very far from the irken empire… so perhaps this would be a good place to regroup? He shook his head and sighed, directing the craft to find an empty place to land for the night, hoping that he could look for fuel and other things in the morning.
Dib had almost been ready to give up for the night when a beacon went off. A foreign vessel was entering the atmosphere… His computer printed off coordinates, that of which showed where the craft was headed, another set filing off to where it had landed. The black-haired teen couldn't help but grin, hopping into Tak's old ship and heading off.
Lard Nar had just started to doze off again when an alarm chimed, alerting him that none other than an Irken vessel was heading for him. The Vortian swore under his breath, knowing full-well that his weapons were offline, and probably wouldn't work even if they hadn't been damaged in the first place. He groggily opened a compartment, finding nothing but a hand gun with minimal ammunition, and grabbed it just as a small invader's ship landed in front of his. Both hatches opened simultaneously, and each alien stepped out. Lard Nar held up the gun shakily, his physical and mental stamina at an all time low. He was shocked to see an unfamiliar species of alien enter the ring of light around him.
Dib blinked his eyes confusedly, looking the newcommer up and down. He held his hands up, as though to show he had no intention of harming the other. "I won't attack you- Guh… You probably don't even speak English…" Dib said, furrowing his brow and feeling like a moron.
"Kch…" Was all Lard Nar dignified the black-haired human with before dropping his gun, swaying a bit.
"You don't look to good…" Dib muttered, trying to make himself appear smaller, being as he was decently taller than the foreigner before him. Holding out his hands, he eased towards Lard Nar. "Will you let me help you?" The human asked dumbly, despite the language barrier.
Lard Nar frowned. The… whatever he was didn't appear to be hostile… He swayed again, body nearing it's limits. "Allied Irken?" Was all he could manage to spout out, trying to sound vaguely like the black-haired male.
"No. Hate the Irkens…" Dib said venomously.
Lard Nar's face broke into a bit of a grin as he toppled over, the conveniently placed alien there catching him.
Lard Nar awoke some time later in a bright, white room, laying on an uncomfortable table. By the looks of it, it was a primitive lab… and he was apparently stripped of all weapons, including a small knife he always kept with him. The human was a bit away, eyes on what looked to be an ancient computer (or, at least, to Vortian standards), typing away. The Vort couldn't help but chuckle. 'How primitive!' He thought, rubbing his eyes.
"Oh! You're awake!" Dib said, and grinned before pointing to himself. "Dib."
Lard Nar couldn't help but be oddly amused. He, in turn, pointed to himself. "Vortian." It hadn't occurred to him they were trying to get names, not races.
"Vortian…" Dib repeated, and searched the Irken Information banks he had access to, finding it to be a race, not a name. "Oohhh…" He hummed, and began working on finding something that could translate for him. After a short while, he held out his computer to the other, who took it, balancing it easily on one leg, and reading over. He typed something on the computer for the human, and handed it back.
Dib took it, and read. "Oh! A translator… Er… these?" He asked, holding out a small, bracelet looking thing. Lard Nar nodded and took it, hooking it wirelessly to the computer and downloading information on the language. He slipped it on, and it made contact with a chip in his skin, allowing them to speak on the same level.
"Er… Greetings, I am Lard Nar." The Vortian said awkwardly. You think it's bad trying to introduce yourself to a boss, try someone who's from a different solar system.
"Hi, I'm Dib." Dib said. "I'm a human."
"Hyuu-men… Mph, never heard of it." Nar dismissed with a frown. "How did you get information on my race?"
"Irken Information Databanks…" Dib said easily, then regretted it.
"Kch!" The Vortian sprang up and backed away from the human, growling and baring his teeth.
"Ack! No no, wait!" Dib whined, waving his arms erratically. "I'm not allied to them! I'm fighting them! But, I hacked the invader who was stationed here! Honest!" Though the male didn't really expect the other to buy it.
"Prove it." Lard Nar seethed.
"Guh, how?" Dib whined.
" I don't know!" Lard Nar yelped. "Figure out a way!" "Arghhhhhhhhh!" Dib groaned, ruffled his hair in agony, then sort of half-slammed his head into the desk. That's when an idea hit him. Reaching around blinding, his hand came in contact with the alien's hand gun, and he held it back. "Here, take it, as proof I mean no harm."
Lard Nar sent the human an accusing look and waiting, slowly reaching for the weapon. When no move was made to snatch it back, he quickly grabbed it from the larger alien and aimed it at his large head. Dib just kept his head down, an eye peeked at Nar, making no movements of distress. The Vortian, seeming satisfied, slid the gun into it's holster. "Fine, you seem convincing enough. So you say there's an invader here?" he asked curtly.
"Yeah… his name is Zim." Dib muttered, sitting up and grinning.
"What are you so happy about?" Lard Nar asked, sounding ruder than intended.
"Hehe, for a minute there, I thought you were going to shoot me!" The human laughed.
"And that's funny..?" The Vortian seemed honestly confused.
"Nope!" Dib said, continuing to laugh his head off. "Adrenaline rush, man!" He said, still in a jolly fit of giggles.
Lard Nar just gave him a look that said he was worried for the human's sanity.