"Looking good kid." Lycaon welcomed Ashton with a smile.
"It would have been better if it wasn't skin tight..." Ashton sighed while stretching, "So what's the plan?"
Ashton instantly regretted asking that question, upon seeing the sadistic smile on Lycaon's face. It had been a month since he began his space adventure. Sadly, during all that time none of them had done any 'training' as they were busy getting used to the conditions that came with living in space.
They were forced to stay in the vacuum chamber for at least 10 hours a day. As for Ashton, he had to stay there for twenty hours. His body was the toughest, not to mention with Space-farer genes, he was quick to adjust.
However, for some reason, his reaction speed got terribly slow. His body wasn't obeying his mind, in a way. As if that wasn't a huge problem itself, nausea kicked in over and over. It took well over three days for the nauseating feeling to go away. For the girls, the feeling lasted for a week.
