Excuse the mess but we live here.

[callmegladio]

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?

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"I suppose I could understand that..." Gladio agreed with a slow nod. But then he began to laugh. "Guess the train didn't take into account us who could summon them, huh? I could get 'stab-happy' and make short work of a lot of people before anyone thought to stop me." He said this so matter-of-factly, as if he were speaking about the weather and not murdering half of the train.

"I won't." But he could. And it would show the train for the idiot it was not making sure people were properly armed when surrounded by fighters and warriors from so many different worlds.

"Besides, hard to do much of anything with one hand. I'll be glad when I can get use of my other." It was driving him insane. Truly insane. But he supposed it was better than being dead so he was lucky there.

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Inigo just stares. He opens his mouth, as if he wants to say something but then closes it again as if he thinks better of it. It takes another attempt or two before he actually manages to speak up.

"You do know you just gave me a near heart attack there, right?"

Please, Gladio! Can we not make jokes about you murdering half of the train! Don't you know stress is bad for the baby? A baby like Inigo?

"Although I suppose you're right. There's a lot of people here with magical powers as well. I guess I'm one of the few who fall outside of the boat by not having a way to fight unless I have a weapon with me." Which is a bummer. And doesn't do much to help Inigo's already low self esteem. But he forces himself to smile again as he says it in order to keep things light.

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Gladio burst out laughing. That was the reaction he had been shooting for and Inigo hadn't disappointed him. The kid really was just lucky Gladio was a chill guy who wasn't likely to go crazy in that way. He grinned, not sorry in the slightest, it was way too funny.

"Hey, I don't have any magical powers either." He pointed out. "This thing where I can summon my sword? That's a gift, a skill allowed to me by my King. He could take it away easily and I'd just be a normal guy. I can't use magic or anything like that." Ignis had more of an affinity with magic, same as Noct. He and Prompto were the normal ones in the group. Not a magical bone in their bodies. "So you're not alone, kiddo. Us normals gotta stick together."

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Yes, truly thank Naga that Gladio is a chill guy! It's not that Inigo hasn't faced guys as big as him before, but usually at least their swords were slightly smaller? And even then it wasn't exactly fun!

"Hey, some of us normals don't have a king to give them fun party tricks." At least Inigo is pretty sure his father couldn't do that. And even if he had been able to, would he even have shared that gift with his disappointment of a son? No way. He keeps his tone light though, like he's just needling Gladio for fun. Especially since he drops the exaggerated poutiness after a moment.

"But I guess you're still normal enough to be allowed into our exclusive normal people club. Besides, you seem like a pretty cool guy."

(The way he says cool makes him sound like a 70 year old who's still getting used to the word.)

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"The coolest." Gladio laughed, not sure if that was strictly true but he wasn't about to argue with it. "Thanks for letting me in the club, even if I have a cool trick to hide my swords." Because carrying around a 7 foot sword on his back just seemed like a pain in the ass. Who would want to do that?

"But listen, kid. I was actually doing something and you've distracted me." It was said with affection and Gladio was certainly not upset at having gotten to know the guy. "I need to get back to my cleaning. But you and me? When you get your hands on a sword, I wanna see what you're made of."

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Inigo laughs at that last part, though perhaps with a tad of awkwardness sprinkled in considering he's only now realising that right, he's totally keeping Gladio off cleaning! Inigo's such a blabbermouth that he hardly realised it until now. Thankfully the big guy doesn't seem upset because of it.

"Sure. I'll make sure to bring a helmet." It's a joke, okay, he's.. at least pretty sure Gladio isn't just going to knock him around! "Then I'll see you again later. Good luck with cleaning."

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"I'll get Noct to lend you a sword if you don't have one of your own." He was sure Noct would allow it if he vouched for the guy. One of the more basic swords, didn't need anything fancy.

He smiled as he stood and gathered up all his cleaning things. "I'll see you around, Inigo." Grabbing everything up with his one hand, his smile widened and he headed out to start his cleaning in another area.