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@eviscxration 💣

Staring down at the limp body of the man before him the surgeon smirked. Although there had been distinct lines put up around them; once which shouldn’t be crossed at any time, there had always remained that little voice in the back of his head, the one which urged him to let bygones be bygones when it came to something medical.

He glanced along his frame, slowly crouching down so that he was hovering just alongside of him. A shake of his head was given, while that smirk, as cocky as ever remained upon his face. “You really bit off something you couldn’t chew this time, huh Gladius?” He wasn’t expecting any responses, and likely would just ignore any thrown his way. Easing an arm forward he pressed his fingers against the exposed neck of the man, feeling for a pulse. Good, there still had been one.

Now it did take a  lot of consideration, but the man gradually reached down to try and pull the other one into his grip, balancing him over his shoulder. This would of course be a lot more easier if he wasn’t dragging around a passed out and limped body, but hey it needed to be done. Perhaps it had been due to past ties which had urged him as strongly as it did to allow this man to live another day. “No one dies when I have something to do with it…” A mutter was given beneath his breathe. It had been completely different if he were the one to kill, but anyone laying around half alive was his responsibility to revive and nurse back to health.

During the course of his lifetime he’s been compared to being a monster; but he wasn’t the worst of them, it was merely scratching the surface of scum on a villainous iceberg  - understandable, due to his actions in the past and present. Yet he was still human, body made of flesh and blood. Refined over years of training and durable, but still killable. 

Bullets. He used it for ending multiple lives, shot from his firearm or his wrist device. This time however, it brought him down. How it happened, his mind can’t recall at the moment, but it knew his body wouldn’t be standing up afterwards.

Gladius was barely conscious, though he could feel himself being moved - moreso, dragged along. He found himself lacking strength on even opening his eyes. How badly had he been shot?

Pathetic...to be defeated like this...!! The sudden flare of anger increased his pain and his head grew heavier. Gladius somehow managed to gurgle a strained groan before slipping into unconsciousness.

[akinagi-deactivated20161019]

Did he really want to keep doing this and incur the wrath of Gladius? In reality Corazon didn’t actually care to stop, knowing full and well that he was nearly untouchable as Doflamingo’s blood brother. But even then it was unwise to continue this game any longer. In the end he pulled his hands back to himself and tilted a head at the other.

“Please tell me then? I would like to know.” Simply signed the make-up clad man. He’d have much rather found out on his own but even he had to know when to stop. That vein in Gladius’ forehead was definitely not a very good sign. Especially if he wanted to live to see tomorrow.

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A soft grunt of relief came from the explosive man when the intruding jabs finally ended. His temper began to simmer down and the bulging vein on his forehead smoothed itself out. Truthfully, if he had blown the lid off to his temper, Gladius would’ve harmed the top executive though not without extremely regretting it afterwards for various reasons, excluding the obvious ones. It would’ve felt as if he had struck the Young Master himself.

Gladius toyed with his mechanical goggles with his thumb and index finger before looking up at Corazon’s tilted head.

❝ It doesn’t take too long in most circumstances. Though it’s manageable - to an extent. ❞ He paused momentarily as he gazed into the taller man’s eyes, squinting past his lenses. Troubled eyes.  ❝Why the sudden interest, Cora-san? ❞ 

[the-redeemed-demon]

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@the-tigress-of-the-night​ began here

He halted abruptly, processing what the woman originally meant. 

❝ Insolence...❞  Gladius growled, anger biting at the word. The Rupture Human turned on his heel to face her, and plucked out the pistol that was hiding beneath his black trenchcoat and pointed it at the woman. He could feel his silver mass of hair bristling.

What a ridiculous assumption and a petty one - but Gladius usually ended up getting riled up about such insulting notions involving the Family; no matter the size and who dared to voice it.

❝ You should watch your pathetic tongue. ❞

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It wasn’t that Corazon wanted something in particular. Instead he was just intrigued on what exactly it took to set the explosive man off, and how long it would take. For an entire hour he seemed to sit there and take it before finally he seemed to be losing his patience with the tall man. Even whilst listening to him talk the prodding didn’t stop.

It only did finally end when he needed to actually reply. Sign language effectively used both his hands. Quietly he looked down at Gladius and began to sign words. “Nothing, I just want to see how long before you get angry.” He told him without a shred of regret before continuing the poking.

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This man is the young master’s biological brother, yet in this instance Gladius found himself doubting the fact - but his respect for Corazon did not differ from Doflamingo’s. He took this entire performance in stride, though forcefully.

❝ I can make it easier for the both of us if I just told you. ❞

The prodding carried on even as he voiced his response. A vein involuntarily bulged from his forehead as his hands subtly shook. They were itching to swat the top executive’s hand away.

❝ Cora-san, stop. ❞

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          when my deмonѕ screamed, you listened.            you tried to understand their screams, and           no one had ever done that for me before. 

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"They're not going to make it." The snow-haired, neko woman murmured to him; looking down at a family.

@the-tigress-of-the-night

He could’ve ended the unique stranger then and there, distracted by the writhing bodies of the nuclear family that had been caught in the blast of his ability. But he had no reason to snuff her life out, for she was not in his way. Yet.

❝ I can already see that. ❞ Gladius said curtly, totally uninterested for the woman’s concern for the family. 

He decided to leave her and the dying. He had business to finish, and death manages to encounter him every-time. He considered it a troublesome routine.

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RUBS HANDS I DIDNT REALIZE YOU REBLOGGED SOME MEMES SO IF ITS NOT TOO LATE MY DUDE--- Pester :U

@akinagi​

Corazon wanted him to do…something? That was what Gladius assumed. Instead of communicating with notes or his usual sign language, the top executive offered him an onslaught of pokes. He could no longer withstand this. Its been an hour.

❝ Cora-san… what is it? ❞  Gladius took care to restrain the annoyance creeping into his voice, but he allowed his question to be drawled out. The hand by his side seemed to be unsure if it should stay clenched or unclenched.

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@allseeing-captain

Finally unable to bear the constant poking, he wrapped his hand tightly around the girl’s finger before it could reach the fabric of his coat.

❝ What do you want from me Aurora? If you’re seeking someone to bother, find Dellinger - I don’t have time for your nonsense.❞ 

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“You didn’t have to kill them!”

@allseeing-captain​

He flexed his gloved fingers before using them to wave dismissively at the young girl. The pistol he used to utterly devastate his target’s torso and chest was still smoking, fresh from use.

❝ Perhaps they would’ve survived if you had bothered to raise your weapon before me.  Anyways, these men aren’t even worth space. ❞

Gladius kicked the goon’s corpse to the side and advanced forward. They were falling behind the others. He hated falling behind.

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[redblackjack22]

In the World Government Justice System, the people are represented by two separate yet equally important people: The gun-slinging ex-pirate Gladius and the manliest man in the world Senor Pink. These are their stories.

[charlottec21]

Drinking with your mask on. Very clever Gladius

[charlottec21]

Judging Gladius