[Gladio and Noctis had been winding down for a quiet evening of King's Knight when the call had come in. It sucked that Gladio could so easily be pulled away on Crown business, but as a Shield to the Prince one day it will be his job to be calling these meetings, informing instead of participating. His Father is a great hand of the King and Gladio has much to learn from him, bug he still had groaned and grumbled a little bit when he had to shed off his sweatpants and put on clothes more appropriate for a KingsGlaive meeting.
Or, you know. A shirt in general.
"I'll be back soon." He promised Noctis, grabbing a piece of toast from their Breakfast-for-dinner and heading out the door. It wouldn't be this late at night if it wasn't important, they both knew, and he ruffles Noctis spiky locks as a tease before leaving.
But by the six, was this boring. He wishes it was over, but he geographical surveys of certian areas of Lucian territoty and their increase in daemon activity in the sewers was actually kinda important. Not enough to stop his mind from drifting, but obviously they were going to have to go in and deal with the problem. If he goes along depends on how many glaive are available and his and Noctis'... schedule, but thankfully they aren't being told to go in tonight.
When they are done, Gladio pulls out his phone to send Noct a text.]
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Or, you know. A shirt in general.
"I'll be back soon." He promised Noctis, grabbing a piece of toast from their Breakfast-for-dinner and heading out the door. It wouldn't be this late at night if it wasn't important, they both knew, and he ruffles Noctis spiky locks as a tease before leaving.
But by the six, was this boring. He wishes it was over, but he geographical surveys of certian areas of Lucian territoty and their increase in daemon activity in the sewers was actually kinda important. Not enough to stop his mind from drifting, but obviously they were going to have to go in and deal with the problem. If he goes along depends on how many glaive are available and his and Noctis'... schedule, but thankfully they aren't being told to go in tonight.
When they are done, Gladio pulls out his phone to send Noct a text.]
>>Meeting over. All about dumb💩 see u in a few xx
[There, that should do it.]