Gladiolus Amicitia (
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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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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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Nightlife: I look to you (closed to Ignis)
Ignis... shower's free if you still need it.
[ All he needs to do is towel off his hair and run his fingers through it, coated in gel to keep that rough and wavy texture through his wild mane. Ignis? Needs a hell of a lot more work. Gladio just needs to slap on some dry clothes and he's good.
He emerges from the bathroom, still hot from the shower but makes a casual haste to his room to finish dressing. ]
Hey, invitation stands if you're not doin' anything tonight. [ Shaking excess water from his hair, he adds before disappearing through the half cracked door to his room. ]
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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?
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I've been ridin' people's asses all day getting them fighting fit, that shower felt great.
[ Gladio shouts through a crack in his door as he throws off the robe that looks ridiculously small on him and pulls on his clothes, fastening his belt as he emerges again. He doesn't have a top on yet, but he does have a few options. Tanks, tanks, more tanks. A few leather jackets.
Gladio cants his head to the side as he inspects him, rubbing his beard. ]
What you've got on is fine, might get a little hot inside. [ Does Ignis even own anything that shows a little skin?! ] Got anything lighter?
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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.
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Mere mortals like you might suffer if you've had to behold this golden god. [ Grins. ] Be grateful that I'm so generous.
[ Pats Ignis' shoulder as he passes. ]
You ready? I know a guy who DJs at this place called Elements - figure we can check it out.
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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.
oops sorry I thought I hit this up last night MY B
[ Gladio yanks open the door and - reacting purely out of habit - puts a hand out onto the small of Ignis' back as if to guide him rather unnecessarily towards the door. Despite the lack of dark shades, a cane or unsightly scars to remind him otherwise, some part of him still operates on autopilot, coming so naturally that he doesn't notice he's slipped up. ]
Uh, normally I'd agree with you because I am a catch, but if anyone's the wife, that's you - watch your step, think the threshold is comin' loose.