(hnng i am Bad at decisions)
Quin smiled a little as he led Kipa through the hallways, pointing out rooms and opening them if he knew they were empty, telling Kipa what each area was for. They occasionally passed other people in the hallways. Some, like Quin, were established astronauts with tags hanging around their necks, and others were clearly trainees, still wide-eyed and inexperienced.
(oKaY- I'll time skip like- in the middle of the training- or after- its up to you-)
(okay)
(Before or after the training?)
(idc)
(aH- aftertrainingitis-)
(hh okay)
Kipa paused, a bit anxious as he looked up at Quin. "Uh…" He muttered, looking back down.
(is this before or after the timeskip?)
(after- My bad, they're about to board the ship- ;-; sorry-)
(wait I'm not sure it's a good idea to skip the entire training, because then we're missing out on all the character growth and bonding that would happen. I thought you meant like. just skipping the tour)
(frick apples- your right- I just- eE- Okay, so- what about the middle of training to where it doesn't take us- d a y s ?)
(sure! That way we can still have some of the bonding and all. Also, Joaquin has mild-to-moderate epilepsy, which he takes medication for, but I'm thinking he might end up having a seizure at some point?)
(Oh, okay! Who wants to put the first response?)
(idc, I can if you like)
(Okay, can you? I'm working on a few assignments- Thanksss! <3)
(yeah, I can! Np!)
Quin went to get Kipa. They had been working on his training for a few weeks now, and were still working to get him ready for space. First mission would just be to a space station, most likely, just to get him used to moving around in space. Quin wasn't feeling perfectly well today, but ignored it.
Kipa was getting dressed, as he pulled his hair back, sighing. "Okay…okay…" He muttered, running a hand through his own hair, and putting contacts in.
He knocked on the door, waiting for Kipa to answer it. He was dressed in a loose grey t-shirt with the Nasa symbol emblazoned on the chest.
Kipa opened the door- He was wearing a oversized sweater which was black, with nothing but his shorts underneath. "Huh–?" It looked like he just woke up-
He blinked. "Ah…training. Get some pants on." he said, studying Kipa for a moment, before his eyes flickered away.
Kipa blushed softly, embarrassed. "Sorry…I forgot-" He muttered, accidently leaving the door open as he put on a pair of high-waisted skinny jeans, because- why not? and he tucked the collared sweater in. The sleeves hung off his hands, as he put a pair of black tennis shoes with white laces.
Quin quickly looked away when he realized that Kipa was changing, clearing his throat awkwardly. "Ah– maybe next time, don't leave the door open while changing." he commented, eyes fastened to the ceiling.
"Sorry- I'm really…tired…." He muttered, nearly falling over, sleeping before squeaking and forcing his eyes open, whining.
He reached out to catch Kipa. "How late did you stay up?" he asked, steadying the shorter man carefully.