#extasis

I've been slowly chipping away at a couple of new fics. It's been forever since I last posted, and I feel bad about it, so here's a preview!

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Irk was a long, long way behind him. And nothing reminded Zim of this more than standing amongst the dirt and the leaves, the air as good as water, so humid it was forming droplets of moisture across his skin. He scowled under his cloak and wiped one gloved arm across his forehead. Foul planet.

“And we can be sure it’s in there?” he swept a petulent hand toward the vast building in the distance, whipping his head about to glare at his robot servant. Gir hadn’t been much of a help these past few years, despite that being his one and only purpose. Zim was certain something had come loose in his wiring.

“Yes!” the little robot confirmed, blindly confident, as all brainless things were. He held a nutria under one thin cable arm. The large rodent was obviously not there by choice.

“You can’t keep that thing,” Zim reminded him for the fourteenth time in the last hour. He pushed off his purple hood and extended a pair of PAK binoculars to focus in on the imposing estate.

He was guilty of asking the question, but it had been rhetorical; he knew what he sought was inside. He knew with more than just his mind, he knew with every single fiber of his being, an innate and implacable sense. He’d just wanted to hear it from someone beside himself. This had been a lonely mission, and reassurance hard to come by. Just him and Gir. Limited contact with the Empire.