April Catch-All

[leatherdaddy]

who: Gladio and a lot of scrawny dudes YOU
what: Two missions, and a whole lot of bad decisions social interactions
when: April catch-all means... all of April!
where: Various
warnings: Warnings will be in subject lines!




Mission: Brownout (closed to Reaper, Sans, McCree, Gladio)

Mission: How to Train Your... (closed to Gladio, Sans, Gooeygetsu, Eichi, Sasuke, McCree)

I Never (closed to mission-goers; tag in with your I, Never and threadjack away!)
 
Training Sessions (OTA who wants to play out survival, weapons training, etc)

Comments

[leatherdaddy]

[ WELL with a mask like that, you can't not ask. It could be a superhero costume for all he knows. ]

Tch. If you just wanted to hide your identity, you could've just said that.

[ Gladio grumps as he strides over in an attempt to push past Reaper. Keep your edge pointed away from him please, you might cut someone with that. :< ]

[hellshot]

...

[Of course he'd think it's identity he's hiding. Oh my god Gladio. He almost sighs in irritation, but he stifles it for now.]

It has nothing to do with identity. I'm not so desperate to hide who I am.

[Even if he doesn't give out his real name... and... stuff.......]

People tend to get ill when they look at what a man who's been dead for ten years looks like, idiot.

[leatherdaddy]

[ ROLLS HIS EYES ]

Gimme a break.

[ Dead? He thinks not. Don't you think there'd be some kind of smell. N-no really, if there is Gladio maybe needs to... wash up or something. In any case, he's kind of had it up to here with all the snark and wordplay between those three. Now this! ]

Listen, if you don't wanna answer the question, fine. The least you can do is spare me another episode of bullshit --

1/3

[hellshot]

[You know what. No.
He's not taking this one with any dose of salt.

He gives the other a very flat, plain look....]

2/3

[hellshot]

[....Before reaching up to pull his mask off his face. Holding it for just long enough for Gladio to get a good Glance--]

3/3

[hellshot]

[And then he's pushing it back down over his face.]

Fuck off calling everything I say bullshit.

1/2

[leatherdaddy]

[ BY THE SIX

YEAH HE WAS NOT PREPARED ]

2/2

[leatherdaddy]

[ Guess who has two thumbs and feels like colossal jackass right now ]

...Don't take this the wrong way, but...

How are you still -- you know.

[hellshot]

[He should have known that question was coming next, honestly. That question always came next. He lets out a bit of a sigh, black smoke rising out from under his mask as if he'd had a cigarette.]

I don't know, honestly.

I died. There was experimental nanotechnology involved. All I know is that I didn't stay dead. And I can't die, now, either.