Gladiolus Amicitia (
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fandomtownies2023-05-16 06:42 am
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Atlas Gym; Tuesday [05/16].
A big part of Gladio's job used to be team building and morale. He wasn't always good at it; in fact, there were times were he was absolutely garbage at it, but he figured he could bring a little bit of that to the staff at the gym, starting with a little survey to get an idea of what machine or equipment they liked best or preferred, and so a small portion of his day was spent in the office, sorting through the results and figuring out how to best use that data.
Although, really, now he just sort of wanted to give a shoutout to the person who just chose the vending machines in the lobby.
Atlas is open!
Although, really, now he just sort of wanted to give a shoutout to the person who just chose the vending machines in the lobby.
Atlas is open!

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She didn't really, but this was Nell, so everything was going to be shiny and perfect.
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And, considering how their conversation last week had gone, he considered just sort of leaving it at that, but it really wasn't his style, and, well, with Nell's thing later, anyway...
"So," he offered, "baseball tonight, huh?"
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Still, Nell apparently being worried that he had that strong a preference about beer made him feel like it was worth reminding her, "You don't have to do this, you know. Not if it's not going to be fun for you."
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In either case he was heading for the elliptical to start things off.
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Not only was it good to see anyone keeping up a good, consistent good routine, but it was also good to see that Stark was starting to figure out what worked for him enough to have a clear idea of where he wanted to start that day, too. You loved to see it.
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"Any suggestions on else to do after this? There are still machines I have no idea what they're for. But I like this one to start with."
It was a nice way to ease into things!
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Gladio considered a moment, knowing they'd talked a lot about working the core and that he'd be mostly taking care of arm day over at the forge, before just sort of shrugging a little.
"Maybe one that's really got you curious?" he offered, since even he had to admit, to an untrained eye, he could see how some of this stuff looked less like exercise equipment and more like torture devices.
(Insert Prompto's unsolicited commentary in his head about them being the same thing).
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So it looked like there's be two sing-song greetings being thrown out into the gym that day.
"Hiiiii, Staaaaark."
Tossing her water bottle into the holder on the elliptical next to his? Don't mind if she did!
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"It's good to see you here." Or anywhere, let's be real.
His hand had gone to rub at his neck without his really noticing.
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"Every Tuesday," she chriped, "if I can help it. But you knew that. Obviously."
You know. Because radio.
"Good to see you picking it up, too."
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Gladio would understand, right?
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Still had to reset the progress, of course, but McGarrett would understand that, right? At least Gladio's faint smile was understanding and empathetic.
"Japanese mafia related?" he guessed.
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His island, Gladio. Ignore how he didn't actually own it or rule it, okay?
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"What for, then?" he asked. "Safe keeping?"
Yes, that was sarcasm.
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