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offer. I have a long-standing grudge to settle
with Shorty. If I can help a new friend and settle an old score at
the same time then all the better.” I was
appealing to Snarth’s sense of larceny and honor at the same time,
not that I needed to. After all, he recruited me. Tasha had been coaching me in galactic etiquette
and social graces.
    Bowing in return and with another
enormous Snarth smile he said, “Excellent, excellent indeed. Now we
will join the ressst of the team.” Leaning into the console at his
elbow Snarth hissed, “Captain, take usss straight to my essstate
with all hassste.”
    “ Yes sir,” croaked a
mechanical voice in response.
    “ Do try and get it right
thisss time,” Snarth hissed back. Seeing my worried look Snarth
smiled and said, “Nothing to worry about, my boy. The sssafetiesss
are engaged on the guidance sssyssstem, I hope,” he hissed with
what I would come to know as one of his sly smiles.
    Then the room suddenly began to swim
and I went down, everything disappearing into a swirling
blackness.
    “ Nothing to worry about, my
boy,” hissed Snarth, leaning over me waving some foul smelling
ampule under my nose as I regained consciousness, lying flat on the
deck.
    “ Happensss to all of usss
on the firssst time we fold ssspace,” he hissed. “It hasss to do
with your equilibrium and time sssenssse. You will get usssed to it
sssoon enough. We will be arriving at my essstate sssoon. Then you
will meet the other membersss of the team. A few wordsss of advice,
don’t mention the Irishman’s nossse, it isss very large and he isss
quite sssensssitive about it. If you do, it will lead to trouble.
Alssso, sssteer clear of the canine; he hasss a bit of a nasssty
temper when he isss hungry if he doesssn’t know you. Don’t worry my
boy, once they accept you azsss part of the team you all will get
along fine,” Snarth assured me with a pat on the back, as he helped
me back on my feet.
    “ Accept me?” I asked, as I
shook off the remnants of whatever that awful smelling stuff
was.
    “ Yesss, after tryoutsss and
basssic weaponsss training, that isss if you sssurvive it.” Snarth
hissed. “Did I forget to mention tryoutsss? Nothing much my boy,
jussst a ssseriesss of testsss, endurance, adaptability, ssstealth
and mossst of all, honor. You will do fine; after all you passssed
ssS.E.A.L. training did you not? Think of thisss azsss training in
advanced weaponsss with expert inssstructorsss. Oh come now, no
glum face, thisss will be fun. Trust me!” Snarth hissed, his hands
up in a friendly gesture, with what must pass for his best
shit-eating, tentacle wiggling, grin on his face.
    Despite my apprehension, I
was looking forward to some new training. I had gotten soft and
slow hanging around those former associates of mine. I could use
some exercise and new training.
    Note to
self , the next time Snarth says, “Thisss
will be fun, trussst me,” smack him in the tentacles. Comparing this training to S.E.A.L. training is
like comparing a full-grown African lion to a large house cat. I
have never been so bushed in all my life. It was worse than hell
week most of the time.
    ~
    Each day was ten solid hours of
weapons drills. Not only with weapons I was familiar with using,
but swords, bows, crossbows and knives. This was followed by hours
of physical training and had been my life for the past three
months. All the training was starting to pay off. I had finally
beaten the Irishman, the only other human in Snarth’s employment,
in marksmanship and graduated to physical combat with the canine
fight master. Next, I will be stealth training with a feline
stealth master.
    During my first training
session with the canine fight master, I ended up sprawled out on
the training mat. I struggled to hold onto consciousness after
having received a particularly nasty roundhouse kick, straight to
the head, compliments of the canine fight master. A kick so hard I
would have lost teeth if not for the training