Missions, readiness and you (@gladio; video)

[leatherdaddy]

[ There's a video feed of a monster thrashing wildly, tramping over the ground and kicking up dirt and debris as it rushes toward the perimeter. It's joined by another, and another. They follow and stamp, snorting steam as they scream towards the fence. The video cuts away before the finale - where the Perimeter Guard make short work on the creatures. Instead, the camera focuses on a man with deep brown hair, amber eyes and wearing only a leather jacket and a large tattoo of a bird.

Hello, network. There's been enough reasons  to warrant a public message about safety (particularly now that it's his job), as well as an advertisement for self improvement. He's a big guy and despite his casual appearance and tone, he speaks with a certain authority of one with a lot of experience giving inspirational instruction. ]

I'm sure you've seen the posts.  Missions, a chance to do your part here.  You might even be tempted to try it solo.  Don't. If you think you're gonna be able to stand up against a swarm by yourself, don't bother - you won't stand a chance. [ Gladiolus drops his gaze down to his palm, then tightens it into a fist. ] But I ain't meetin' my end here, and I'm not about to let that happen to anyone on my watch. So be careful out there, team up. Train. Don't get caught in a bad situation unprepared.

[ The King's Shield's mouth pulls into a smile, hoisting a very massive greatsword nearly as tall as he is with a blade almost as wide as his waist and letting it rest on his shoulder. He doesn't seem to show any effort in doing so. ]

I'll be holding some combat training down by the barracks if you're interested in learning how to keep you and your loved ones safe. Survival skills, physical training, weapon skills... if you're interested, just ask for Gladio. That said, I got some missions that I'm opening up for interested parties.  One is pretty routine - get our tech guy to the fence for repairs, then get out.  The other?  Well, let's just call it an extended seminar on living off the land... there are some pretty impressive beasts out there, some of which might even be tameable.  Lemme know what you think.

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[leatherdaddy]

[ Gladio waves dismissively. Fine, fine, no running. Yet. They can take it slow. ]

Pssh. If you're cold, just wear a jacket. But if glacial is the pace you wanna go at, I'm not one to argue.

[ He teases, adding a wink to soften the blow. ]

So, what do you think? Daggers?

[finethanks]

If it's just walking, then I might be able to try...

[He's going to show up bundled in three coats and a scarf, just wait. But hm, it's for the better, isn't it? Besides, he'd rather get out and spend time with people than wait in his room for something to happen like it did on the Eluvio.]

I've thrown daggers before, even if they were during a circus performance of sorts, so that may work best. Does it matter that I'm left handed?

[leatherdaddy]

[ And you will get no end of shit for all the layers, but at least Gladio can drag you around like the social behemoth butterfly he is. What an odd duo they'd make, just by looks alone. ]

Wait, you were a circus performer?

[ Well, at least it seems to have given him some experience - or close enough to it. ]

Nah, left handedness might even give you an advantage. Anyone worth their salt is gonna look out for that, but your average brawler will probably assume you're right handed.

Personally speaking? You're gonna want to train in dual wielding eventually.

[finethanks]

I only played the part of the ringleader of a circus for a show. I'm an idol, you know? I sing and dance.

[ Some people don't know what an idol is and he cannot believe. Still... ] Dual wielding... Imagining myself wielding anything at all is difficult when at times I can't even hold a spoon. Despite that, it wouldn't hurt to learn the basics, so as long as you don't mind being patient with me...

[leatherdaddy]

[ An idol? Finally a familiar term. ] You mean like a celebrity entertainer? Yeah, we had those in Insomnia.

[ Hell, they had luxury cars in Insomnia. It was every bit like your modern city, except with more magic and chocobos and... you get the idea.

Gladio huffs a laugh. Patience? He's had to deal with Noct all his life. Yeah, he's got patience to spare. ]

Practice makes perfect, and that depends entirely on how much time you wanna put into it.

[finethanks]

I give everything I do my all, though at times that earns me scolding from some overly concerned people. Since I live next door, I'll try this with you some time when my health isn't too poor.