Gladiolus Amicitia (
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Excuse the mess but we live here.
Who: Gladio and... anyone! If someone from Blue Team wants to come assist, they can!
What: Gladio has a mission. And is bored. So bored.
When: Egret 19, dawn. Or as dawn as you can get. And will be going on almost all day till he gets to the cabins.
Where: Currently the dining car. But he will be everywhere!
Warnings: Just a bunch of silliness, really! ^^ Gladio has only one working arm currently so this should be highly amusing. Come help him, chat to him, judge him as you pass by, whatever floats your goat.
Gladio was no stranger to getting down and dirty with the troops. His father had taught him well. Just because he was the Kings Shield didn't put him above others, he needed to do his part to the cause, so to speak.
Which was why, when the Shield discovered that his 'Team' had chores to do, he found himself in the store carriage picking through the cleaning supplies to get a start on doing just that. What else did he have to do, exactly?
After picking through the cleaning products that he would need, Gladio headed for the next carriage. For now he was only going to clean the common areas, without having permission from the other passengers he wasn't about to go barging into bedrooms demanding they get the hell out so he can tidy up their mess. No, he would start from one end and work his way through. The dining carriage was his first port of call. He had polish and cloths for tables and chairs and anything else he could find that undoubtedly had layers of dust. The kitchen he bypassed and up he went, armed and ready to do battle with dust bunnies and coffee rings.
The fact he only had one usable arm did not deter him. He didn't really need two to clean, right?
What: Gladio has a mission. And is bored. So bored.
When: Egret 19, dawn. Or as dawn as you can get. And will be going on almost all day till he gets to the cabins.
Where: Currently the dining car. But he will be everywhere!
Warnings: Just a bunch of silliness, really! ^^ Gladio has only one working arm currently so this should be highly amusing. Come help him, chat to him, judge him as you pass by, whatever floats your goat.
Gladio was no stranger to getting down and dirty with the troops. His father had taught him well. Just because he was the Kings Shield didn't put him above others, he needed to do his part to the cause, so to speak.
Which was why, when the Shield discovered that his 'Team' had chores to do, he found himself in the store carriage picking through the cleaning supplies to get a start on doing just that. What else did he have to do, exactly?
After picking through the cleaning products that he would need, Gladio headed for the next carriage. For now he was only going to clean the common areas, without having permission from the other passengers he wasn't about to go barging into bedrooms demanding they get the hell out so he can tidy up their mess. No, he would start from one end and work his way through. The dining carriage was his first port of call. He had polish and cloths for tables and chairs and anything else he could find that undoubtedly had layers of dust. The kitchen he bypassed and up he went, armed and ready to do battle with dust bunnies and coffee rings.
The fact he only had one usable arm did not deter him. He didn't really need two to clean, right?
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"And they'd be made to fight. Kids shouldn't be made to fight." He glanced at Ple Two with a frown. "Must better just to make room."
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At least they might get a mission somewhere with fresh air. "They shouldn't be." She paused. "We I suppose... shouldn't be." Ple Two was among them, even if she couldn't feel that look on her. "But if they were already being forced to fight, then this is a better place. It was mostly a joke though."
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"If that's the case..." Gladio smiled for her. "I can't stop you or anyone else from fighting. But I can make damn sure you all come back in one piece. Even if coming back means being stuck on this train for longer."
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"Were you thinking about staying in the next sufficiently nice world?" she asked quietly.
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With renewed vigour, Gladio went back to work cleaning. Well, as best he could one handed. But with Ple Two he knew they could get it done. "It's down to us, kiddo. You and me vs the dust bunnies."
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Who, exactly, can she bully?
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"For doing something nice. You could do anything. She doesn't expect nice things happening to her." Gladio continued, he sprayed more polish onto the wooden surfaces.
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"You're nice too." If he was trying to lighten Madoka's load, certainly. "...she's good. So good things should happen to her."
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"Just don't do what I do." He continued with a laugh. "You wouldn't say I was nice then..."
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Ple Two couldn't help smiling a little at the reassurance. She... did really like Ple Two. Even if she was a dangerous, terrible weapon of a human being.
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