Don't react don't react don't react don't react don't react there's dirt on your midriff don't react don't even--...

‘...beastie’

       Yeah. Fine. That’s what he felt like now, anyway, all rope bitten, starved and sleepless. He let those spidery fingers wind in his matted hair and wrench him upright, and while the look in his sunken eyes was as hazed as his physical state, his resolve hadn’t broken. It shone dangerously in the glare he shot him, teeth gritting under the press of a clawed thumb-- damn obviously so to keep his bite in check.

      He didn’t care what this monster was. But maybe he could learn something. Maybe he could learn something, then somehow convey it to Ignis, who’d know better than any of them what to do with that kind of info.

@pagliaccioxfalso​ sent:  "Isn't it funny, how the tall one screams louder than the small one? The small one's so wimpy, I'd have thought he'd bring the place down... Noooo, it's the tall one with the lungs on him! Which one do you like to make scream, hm? Don't tell me you don't enjoy at LEAST one of them... That they don't enjoy you... Hm, you'd look better with fewer clothes..." 

      If looks could kill, Kefka would be dead where he’s standing... That grinning, self-aggrandizing piece of filth--

      But the provocation makes something else stir in his gut, too. Something far sharper, far colder, which helps Gladio keep a lid on the anger. The anger is what he wants. He evens his breathing, audibly heavy.

      His jaw clenches down on the rope, which bites into the flesh of his cheeks in turn. Not that he regrets going out after Prompto, but there's really no other way to put it; he'd have rather driven off the edge of a cliff than into this place.

       A breathy grunt, and he kicks at the prodding steel, scooting back out of its reach. 

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@pagliaccioxfalso​ sent: ✔

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I don’t know if Gladio’s ever hated anyone this much in his life as much as Kefka. I mean, that’s not an easy feat.  You bet when he breaks out of those chains the first thing he’s gonna do is... take the rope out of his mouth. But THEN he’s gonna come hurt you. And by that I mean he’s gonna drive a sword through that pretty boy that kefka smiled at’s entire body. Send him to the labyrinth to rot.

Maybe things would be different in a XV AU if you ever wrote up a proper verse, but I doubt they’ll ever get along, haha