❰ later, gladio too will realize how stupid and bull-headed he'd been throughout most of this conversation, but right at this moment he's making the only choice he feels like he has it in him to possibly make. if he can convince ignis to get the innocents away from the scene, nobody has to get caught in the crossfire.
the fist catches gladio entirely off guard. he's not braced for it in the slightest, and his head jerks to the side with little resistance. it doesn't hurt though - it should hurt, it's both solid and sharp plus stupidly fast, but gladio isn't... feeling shit properly right now. even if he were, it might not hurt right anyway. the blow hit below his eye, just short of dead-on with his scar, and that's been more numb then not for the two years he's had it.
but whether or not he feels it much on a physical level, it sends a spiderweb-crack trailing out in all directions across whatever mental-emotional barricade he's using to numb himself on the inside. ignis can't see it, not yet - the outward signs are subtle, a slow exhale as he straightens out his head again, the slow uncurling of his fists to grip white-knuckled on the chair's arms. a flicker of something in his eyes before he closes them. things are coming undone, but not quickly enough. to iggy, it probably seems like his uncharacteristic show of violence had no effect at all. ❱
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the fist catches gladio entirely off guard. he's not braced for it in the slightest, and his head jerks to the side with little resistance. it doesn't hurt though - it should hurt, it's both solid and sharp plus stupidly fast, but gladio isn't... feeling shit properly right now. even if he were, it might not hurt right anyway. the blow hit below his eye, just short of dead-on with his scar, and that's been more numb then not for the two years he's had it.
but whether or not he feels it much on a physical level, it sends a spiderweb-crack trailing out in all directions across whatever mental-emotional barricade he's using to numb himself on the inside. ignis can't see it, not yet - the outward signs are subtle, a slow exhale as he straightens out his head again, the slow uncurling of his fists to grip white-knuckled on the chair's arms. a flicker of something in his eyes before he closes them. things are coming undone, but not quickly enough. to iggy, it probably seems like his uncharacteristic show of violence had no effect at all. ❱