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)

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[leatherdaddy]

[ But uh, kid - lookin' a little unwell there. Don't get sick in his tent, it'll be ages before he gets that smell out. ]

...You're looking feverish. [ Gladio turns as he seeks out the pocket of his jacket, his back and the expanse of ink decorating it momentarily facing Eichi. ] You should take some of this.

[ Tightening his hand around a small vial filled with blue liquid that glows with a pure light. He's no doctor, but one of these always seems to put the wind back in his proverbial sails enough to keep going. Maybe it'll help. ]

C'mon, sit up.

[finethanks]

[Rough... Yes, it feels rough. But he doesn't want to comment on it, because his head is spinning and the reminder of how pathetic he is isn't really fun. So instead, he shifts to place a shaky hand on the floor and push himself to sit up.]

What's that? A type of medicine? It seems I really overworked myself, this time.

this tag embarrasses me

[leatherdaddy]

Kinda.

You use it in combat to refresh yourself. Here -- [ Gladio moves so that Eichi can brace himself against his chest, that wobbly arm tells him he's not in any state to hold his own weight up by himself. With arms out on either side of him, he places the vial into the palm of Eichi's hand. Hopefully Eichi doesn't try to pry open the seal, because Gladio will be ready to stop him from the attempt. ]

I'll show you how to use it. Consider it part of your training.

gladio is so casually physically affectionate

[finethanks]

[It's a good observation. His body is a pathetic thing that shouldn't have even carried him to this age, but he's been forcing it to this entire time. He knew better than to go all out with this drinking thing, but he really wanted to feel that rush, to experience things he never has before. Keito would be so angry.

Leaning heavily against Gladio, he glances down to the vial in his palm.]

It's a lovely color. [Just saying. Thankfully, he doesn't try to do anything with it before having instructions.] My training is in your hands, then, Gladio. A bodyguard, knight and instructor all in one? Fufu, show me how to use it. So long as it isn't anything overwhelming, I should be able to handle it.

RIGHT

[leatherdaddy]

[ The guy is so light, Gladio is starting to wonder if all that stuff about him being sickly is more serious than he originally thought. ]

Yeah, I guess so. [ Gladio huffs a laugh, ] Just doin' my job. Alright, so this part's easy. You just get a good grip on it and squeeze.

[ Gladio puts his hand over Eichi's and closes his fist. The glass doesn't just break... there's a clear, audible sound of glass breaking, but then it evaporates in the well of Eichi's hand, spreading a thin light over his form. ]

[finethanks]

[Gladio might feel Eichi tense just a tiny bit while leaning against him as their hands squeeze over the vial. It's a reflexive fear that he'll have his hand cut by the glass. Instead, there's a beautiful light, and that queasy feeling of his vanishes, at least, along with the majority of the pain in his chest.

It helps him relax, in other words, even if his body is still exhausted. A temporary relief. He still smiles, letting his eyes drift closed again with a quiet exhale.]

How does it do that, I wonder? [It just vanishes, he means, but he's too exhausted to express this otherwise. He's going to fall asleep right here unless Gladio hurries up and lies him back down.] Thank you.

TUCKS HIM IN LMAO this is some supremely heterosexual shit right here

[leatherdaddy]

[ It's part of the reason Gladiolus just... tightens his grip. The first time he'd been taught - at a much younger age, in fact - he'd just pried the thing open and down the hatch it went, quickly learning why it is people opt for this method.

Hint: The texture is weird and it's not as tasty as it is pretty. ]

Mmhm. [ Gladio releases his hand and looks down at him, then takes him by the shoulders and gently lays him down on the sleeping bag, starts pulling the fabric around him. This is good. Some color already seems to be back in his cheeks. ] No problem.

ONLY THE HETS HERE

[finethanks]

[He'll need about five of those in the morning.

But right now, his back meets the sleeping bag and it might as well be a bed right now. He relaxes into it, not even seeming to notice or mind how he's essentially being tucked in, here. He's used to this treatment...

His eyes finally open again just to pass Gladio a look, grateful and very tired.] Good night.

[He's going, see? And his eyes close right after, leaving him to drift off in just a matter of moments. Hopefully everyone outside quiets down enough that they all start sleeping soon, too.]