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voidtreckerexpress2020-04-14 04:40 am
callmegladio) wrote in voidtreckerexpress2020-04-14 04:40 am
Getting those gains.
Who: Gladio and Open
When: Day 23
Where: Gym
What: Gladio is fed up of being limited. He's at the gym and slowly working on the arm that he hurt during the mission.
Warning: Shirtless Gladio. Not for the faint of heart!
All that was really left of his wound was a scar to add to the rest of his war wounds. Was it 100%? No. Did Gladio care? Hell no. He was done with it. He was done with the feeling of uselessness. He was done with the fussing and the worrying over every little thing he did. He was done with feeling so damn depressed he hadn't left his cabin in the last two days.
He got up that morning with renewed determination and the sling came off. It was such a damn relief. Immediately he started to feel better. So he took himself to the gym.
Of course he wasn't about to go and push himself and throw himself into his usual routine. He wasn't that stupid. A little rehabilitation would be needed to strengthen his arm. But he could do what he could to make himself feel better. And that's what he intended.
When: Day 23
Where: Gym
What: Gladio is fed up of being limited. He's at the gym and slowly working on the arm that he hurt during the mission.
Warning: Shirtless Gladio. Not for the faint of heart!
All that was really left of his wound was a scar to add to the rest of his war wounds. Was it 100%? No. Did Gladio care? Hell no. He was done with it. He was done with the feeling of uselessness. He was done with the fussing and the worrying over every little thing he did. He was done with feeling so damn depressed he hadn't left his cabin in the last two days.
He got up that morning with renewed determination and the sling came off. It was such a damn relief. Immediately he started to feel better. So he took himself to the gym.
Of course he wasn't about to go and push himself and throw himself into his usual routine. He wasn't that stupid. A little rehabilitation would be needed to strengthen his arm. But he could do what he could to make himself feel better. And that's what he intended.
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"You wouldn't mind?" He asked with a grin. "I could really use the help." He would have asked Iggy, but... he couldn't stand that damn guilty look in his eyes. Trowa was good.
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