Gladio stands there, panting, sweat dripping down her brow as she looks across the dusty ring towards Thancred. She's come to like him in the time she's come to Eorzea, with his wit, quick-thinking, and the strength he showed in standing beside Koko and her trials. Right now though, she's enjoying sparring with him from time to time, even though it always brings a bit of a pang when she thinks of Ignis who fights in very similar ways.
She balances her broadsword between her palms, slowly circling Thancred and feeling more dust stick to her skin. The idea of a bath after this is always a Gods blessing reward; she's already disgusting but doesn't care in the face of a good training session. Thancred always keeps her on her toes. "Come on, what's it gonna take for her to actually put some effort in, pretty boy?" Trying to rile him up on purpose, a grin fierce on her lips.
You know, the sky outside Ul'dah was beautiful. He just wasn't a fan of seeing it from his back after being smacked around by an incredibly strong and gorgeous woman. Climbing to his feet, he brushed off his knees before picking up the larger of his weapons, he scoffs.
"You want everything?" He paused before pulling a second knife from his belt. "I just don't want to mar such a pretty face." Pulling out his typical attempts at flirting, before attempting to rush at her, weapons drawn.
Gladio's smirk spoke volumes towards Thancred, her voice playful. "Everything. If you can get close enough to leave a mark, I deserve to wear that for the rest of my life." As if she didn't already have that scar across her eye. She could give as good as him when it came to the flirting and enjoyed the hell out of the back and forth with Thancred when he was around.
She was so used to Ignis' fighting style that she was learning some new things to bring back to him just from fighting Thancred. The daggers were met by his blade, trying to use the extended reach to keep the ninja back but knowing he was so damn fast. Faster than Ignis had ever been, she'd admit. Half the time, she treated her wide blade much like a dark knight, using the blade like a shield as much as a sword.
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Thancred and fem!Gladio
Gladio stands there, panting, sweat dripping down her brow as she looks across the dusty ring towards Thancred. She's come to like him in the time she's come to Eorzea, with his wit, quick-thinking, and the strength he showed in standing beside Koko and her trials. Right now though, she's enjoying sparring with him from time to time, even though it always brings a bit of a pang when she thinks of Ignis who fights in very similar ways.
She balances her broadsword between her palms, slowly circling Thancred and feeling more dust stick to her skin. The idea of a bath after this is always a Gods blessing reward; she's already disgusting but doesn't care in the face of a good training session. Thancred always keeps her on her toes. "Come on, what's it gonna take for her to actually put some effort in, pretty boy?" Trying to rile him up on purpose, a grin fierce on her lips.
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"You want everything?" He paused before pulling a second knife from his belt. "I just don't want to mar such a pretty face." Pulling out his typical attempts at flirting, before attempting to rush at her, weapons drawn.
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She was so used to Ignis' fighting style that she was learning some new things to bring back to him just from fighting Thancred. The daggers were met by his blade, trying to use the extended reach to keep the ninja back but knowing he was so damn fast. Faster than Ignis had ever been, she'd admit. Half the time, she treated her wide blade much like a dark knight, using the blade like a shield as much as a sword.