The Irken Assassin – Ch. 3, Blending in.

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So... Last night I made it to the assigned planet, Earth. As far as I've seen, the planet isn't worth invading and can only improve. Whatever, I'm not interested in invading anyway. Research is more worthwhile. I've done a bit of research on the biology of the dominant species of the planet, and constructed a disguise to perfectly blend in here. It's just a formality... The smelly drool-riddled creatures called humans seem to live in packs or alone. Those alone seem to become left behind their own society, more so than the rest. I'm not going to be wasting supplies making a base when I don't think I'll be here a whole month, so if I play my cards right and my SIRS keep to their rolls, we may find a place suitable to stay amongst one of these packs, which should prevent native suspicion. Hopefully near the area my target is in... This better not take too long or else I'll have to make the Tallests pay double what I originally decided on, and chances are they won't be able to afford my price. Now that would be irritating. Come to think of it, I think I noticed a place this morning which might be perfect.

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location - Dibs house

Dib walks into the kitchen in annoyance, holding a spoon that he found in his room and a dirty cereal bowl. "Gaz! Were you eating the last of the cereal in my room or something!?" he demands, looking to a chair where his sister would be had she not left the house an hour ago to hang out at the somber club in the library. Apparently that's a Goth club or something. He tried to join once, but apparently he was too weird to join, being such a strong believer in the paranormal without being on drugs. They also said he spoke to fast to read poetry on the dark hate in his soul, with any impact. Yeah, right.

His mood picks up some as he hears the doorbell ring. He opens the door once close enough and stands back, ready to give what little kids may be playing a prank on him the finger and close the door. He is surprised to see a girl standing above six feet tall at his doorstep. He notices she has a set of very deep blue - almost black - eyes, long red hair that falls over her face partially, the back of her hair tied back, reaching her lower back regardless, and a slightly pointed nose and wears purple lipstick over her lips. She has slightly tanned white skin. She wears a black shirt that looks too small and blue jeans ripped up at the knees and shredded at the bottom. She also is wearing black spiked boots and gloves. The last thing she is wearing that he notices is a white trench coat. He notices that she has no pockets in her coat last. Either she is a night-clubber, or vampire, or something, at least that is his first impression. At her sides wait two small dogs, probably bulldogs, judging by their build.

"Can... I help you?" he asks her, confusion in his tone. He is immediately rewarded for speaking with a cold stare that seems to peer into the depths of his mind. "Yeah, I work for your dad, Professor Membrane. My... lab exploded last night as well as my entire house. I need to stay here for a little while now." she says, with an explanatory tone. If she is lying, she must be good at it, Dib figures, judging by her clothes and dogs still. "Ok... What field did you work in and who are you? And where are you from!" he says, accusing her of being from another planet without knowing it.

"Names Ze-lda... Zelda... from Earth..." she says, as if having forgot her name for a second. She looks down and gestures toward the dogs. "And these are... Talon and Venom. Don't ask me why they are named that as I didn't name them." she looks up at him again and stares into his eyes in an official manner. Her eyes don't lose their hold on his for a moment as she sees to be probing his mind again.

"You have a lab here, correct?"
"Yeah, I have one; it belongs to my dad, though." Dib says sourly.
"Good enough. So you must be... Dib. The paranormal investigator to-be who believes there is an alien in his class." she deducts. Dib nods in confusion.
"How do you know this stuff?" He asks dumbly, never hearing of this girl before.
"I'm psychic." she says, sarcasm in her tone.

Dib frowns in irritation toward the sarcasm. He figures this girl must work with his dad and know these things. Zelda smirks seeing this. "Let's just go with the 'Swollen Eyeball Network' sent me to help you." she finishes. Dib's expression completely changes hearing this and he practically jumps on the girl."FINALLY! They believe me! Come on, I got a lot of information to show you from what I've learned so far!" he practically screams as he grabs Zelda's wrist and pulls her into the house.
Once in Dibs room Dib closes the door to block out the sound of their talking so Gaz wouldn't come upstairs and shove a spork down his throat again like she did last time he had company and talked freely about the paranormal. She wasn't home yet, but Dib couldn't be too careful. After all, who knows how long this could take? " network? Whendidtheystartbelieveingme?" he starts asking, forgetting to put spaces between his words purely out of excitement. Zelda sits on Dib's bed, one of her dogs jumping up and sitting next to her, the other at her feet. "Um... Three months and when I joined?" she guesses, trying to sound bored. Before Dib can say another word, her hand covers his mouth. "Before you start talking again, remember to breathe and put spaces between your words, ok?" she comments with a forced smile. Removing her hand, he comments "right", then actually flashing a smile. That gesture was actually quite rare for him after all these years chasing down Zim and failing to prove anything to anyone. Could things really be starting to change?