#tripshot

[spacecadetcity]

tripshot is one of the biggest wildcards in the 881st. add his batchmate sox, and the two are chaos incarnate. he’s a bit of a smartass and likes to poke fun at the others, but can have a bit of a temper. he (along with sox) spend their free time drawing- they’d have a design for the nose of their gunship if they could decide on one. they share a sketchbook that has drawings of their current team, as well as memorial pages for their fallen siblings in the back.

[spacecadetcity]

hey bud, setting scenes prompts: "5. Reasons for an early rise" (there's no reason good enough so give me the content)

sox rolled over on his floor mat, squinting in the glare that shone in through the tent flap. he tried placing an arm over his eyes to block out the light, but the damage had been done, and the pilot was awake. grumbling, he sat up and shuffled off the thin covers they had been given and stretched. to his side, hotwire still slept heavily with his pillow covering his head, and sox scoffed.

“for once, i think hotwire had the right idea. i’d be fine with probably suffocating if it meant i’d still be asleep, right trip?” sox reached over to nudge his batchmate, losing his balance and nearly falling back when he was met with empty air instead. alarmed, sox shot up to his feet and whipped his head around, trying to locate his brother.

“s’out there,” came pup’s sleepy voice from where he had curled himself in the tent corner. the youngest trooper was blinking sleep out of his eyes, “could feel y’worryin in m’ sleep.” sox made an apologetic face and grabbed his blanket and carefully left the tent without waking anyone else. outside was a cool gray as the night ended and dawn peeked over the ocean they had made camp near. sox shivered in the cold ocean breeze and tucked the blanket around him as he walked closer to the shore, glancing around for any sign of his batchmate.

he was rewarded with the sight of tripshot faced towards the ocean as he leaned against one of the larger rock formations that littered the rocky shore. sox made his way over quietly and unwrapped the blanket from around himself and offered part of it to him, tripshot taking it quietly.

“you okay?” sox said softly after a moment, and tripshot shrugged in response.

“last night, all i could hear was the water crashing against these rocks, and all i could imagine was how eager tide would’ve been to explore them and see what lives in these tidepools,” tripshot said after a moment, and sox understood immediately. they both loved the 881st as it was now, but they both still missed the troopers that had been there when the pair were shinies fresh from kamino.

“you know, i could go grab our supplies. we could put it in our books while the others sleep,” sox offered. tripshot made a humming noise as he thought and then replied, “maybe in a moment. i just want to be here for a little longer.”

“fine with me, trip. i was going to bitch you out for leaving the tent open and getting the sun in my eyes-”

“it’s barely risen.”

“- but i think this is a pretty good reason to get up early.”

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Night

[anakhie]

Minsan ggss din haha..#tripshot#saketsaulo 😂😉😊😁