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Gladiolus Amicitia ([personal profile] leatherdaddy) wrote in [community profile] riverviewlogs2017-05-21 10:47 pm

i wanna change the future (semi-open)

who: Gladiolus and you!
what: Various outings, gun safety/training, etc. Please ignore the dust.
when: Throughout May and June
where: Various locations
warnings: Warnings will be in subject lines if needed!



Nightlife:
Servants Night Out

Training:
Gun/Archery Range Training Prompt

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cookingmama: (in a room in a chair)

[personal profile] cookingmama 2017-05-22 10:44 am (UTC)(link)
[Ignis is sat before various different documents Riverview has to offer, varying from instructions for arrival, to his projected wages from the Perimeter Guard. He hasn't left his spot from when Gladio began his shower— likely already thinking of bills, groceries, how he's going to do his taxes— but he has removed his spectacles and let his head hang back in some sort of break. It's something, considering his nature.]

I suppose I'm not going to manage anything productive, but would it not make more sense to shower after you've returned for the evening? [Ignis, who does not make himself all sweaty and gross before the evening is out, casts a cursory glance as Gladio moves between rooms. He heaves a sigh, leaning forward and rubbing his eyes.

He objected before, but just looking at what he's laid himself out for the night is exhausting. He purses his lips, staring at a phamplet of the sights the city had to offer. It didn't take long for temptation to win over his resolve.]
I'll bite, Gladio. How am I to dress for what you have planned?
cookingmama: (some people give off a vibe)

[personal profile] cookingmama 2017-05-23 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
[Ignis pauses, considering himself before he leans out of his chair to strip off his leather jacket to hang over the chair. There it is, the rewashed animal print sure they all know and must love. His wardrobe hasn't changed at all.

But he seems just fine with that. He rises to his feet, rolling up the sleeves to his elbows and picking up his glasses to observe Gladio.]
Nnn... Not as light as you at the moment, but I think I'm just fine with that. I trust you aren't actually going out like that, you might blind someone.
cookingmama: (he mistook me)

[personal profile] cookingmama 2017-05-27 11:26 am (UTC)(link)
You want to go to a club. [A statement of the obvious, but featuring Ignis' raised brows as Gladio passes him by. He didn't really think himself the type to receive an invitation, seeing as his nighttime activities were sewing shirts and, if he wanted to spice things up, playing King's Knight. It's... baffling, for certain.]

Then I suppose I'll be as ready as I can ever be, being escorted by a golden god. [He runs a hand through his hair, ensuring it stays in place before he moved to follow behind Gladio.] The only gold you are is from being a trophy wife.