[Ravus marches past Gladiolus, barely looking at that weak stance of his, and makes for the training area without another word. That is how they're doing things now, isn't it? Leaving without saying anything?
He assumes Gladiolus will follow, at least. The man is likely waiting to be punished.
Ravus reaches the field where the others do their morning drills and turns on his heels.]
Prepare yourself! [That barked order is the only warning Gladio gets before Ravus raises his sword and strikes. He turns his blade to make sure he's aiming with the flat side, but that's the only acquiescence he's going to make. He's going full power, pulling no punches.]
no subject
He assumes Gladiolus will follow, at least. The man is likely waiting to be punished.
Ravus reaches the field where the others do their morning drills and turns on his heels.]
Prepare yourself! [That barked order is the only warning Gladio gets before Ravus raises his sword and strikes. He turns his blade to make sure he's aiming with the flat side, but that's the only acquiescence he's going to make. He's going full power, pulling no punches.]