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

[liquidate]

Clearing the Behemoth's gigantic front leg to avoid even a tiny dose of that electrical current, feet finding grass beneath its great head. What he finds when Gladio approaches isn't a praise-worthy strike, though, rather some kind of sentiment he can't quite grasp. It's the backpedal that slaps a look of confusion onto a fairly honest face, eyebrows raising as he's address and—

"Playing around?"

Suigetsu looks over his shoulder at the paralyzed Behemoth, wondering if that's what they're doing. As far as he can tell, they'vfe subdued and are using it for a skill test, something that can give them the information they desire without having to risk much. To be construed as 'playing around'...

He raises his chin to look at Sasuke after the disappointed Gladio flees the area, lips a firm line.

"What, was he scared or something?" Asked obtusely, sandals grinding into loose dirt and dry leaves as he prepares a jump that takes him directly to Sasuke's side with a light step and a test of the electrified flesh.

Subdermal. Should be alright.

"Guess we'll have to wait."