Post by Othello Allemeade on Dec 28, 2022 8:55:39 GMT -5
Othello had spent almost twelve hours training with the Huntsman so as the pair made their way back the tired but infinitely positive Champion was excited to see his family. It was in their silent walks back that Othello reflected on his life the most and how unbelievable it had all turned out so far, if he had the slightest idea that he would have went from Cambria to Lorendale to Coheed and stapled into the main event of Nevermere Othello would have called himself delusional.
Yet here he was.
Entering their dwelling the first thing the pair would be hit with was the most wonderful aroma, Ögge was cooking furiously having access to spices she'd never had in Coheed had opened a new pallet of taste for the Coheed born woman. Next they'd see Ög a wild haired blonde blue eyed boy with thick little hands and brick sized feet, he was a roll of chunky but he was nonetheless a big child for a two year old. He was climbing to his bare feet as the door opened, Ōgge herself turning from her cooking to greet the pair (well Othello she was mildly displeased with Regan for shaving and trimming up her man) with a warm smile, "'ello lover!" Othello belted as he scooped up the charging boy, "boy! I swear as tha' sun sets and tha' moon rises you've grown an inch'er two," the boy indifferent to his Father's facial hair was infatuated with his Dad he just giggled, "hmm, well he eats like you and with your schedule," a little shade thrown at the Huntsman for keeping her husband gone all day, "he'll be marching off for his first blood before you become Champion," she sounded sour and honestly skeptical of her husband's mission since he told her about King Cassian's recruitment of the Gifted man, she was the lone survivor of her entire family including her previous husband and child she knew exactly what the Red heads could do from Lorendale.
Othello still seemed to unsour her as he wrapped her up against him a handful of her backside which respectfully the Huntsman couldn't see. Ögge rested one hand on his chest and the other she lightly stroked his trimmed beard, she wondered if this is what a polished man Othello would have been had his family cared about him and he had been given a decent life. He looked nice and she didn't want to admit it in fact she didn't want to admit Nevermere was growing on her too.
"I'm already a Champion love," said confidential of course yet he honestly believed he was but that was just Othello, however Ögge rolled her eyes and kissed his cheek, "Go wash up for dinner," sitting the boy down and a playful smack to her backside the larger than life Othello bounded off to do as his misses requested. Which left the three oddest collection of people Ögge, Ög, and Regan. Cocking to one hip the tattooed faced woman crossed her arms as Ög the ever curious chunk lumbered with heavy brick feet toward Regan.
"Would you like to eat with us? Or you running off? I'll only offer so many times ya' know....ma'am."
Yet here he was.
Entering their dwelling the first thing the pair would be hit with was the most wonderful aroma, Ögge was cooking furiously having access to spices she'd never had in Coheed had opened a new pallet of taste for the Coheed born woman. Next they'd see Ög a wild haired blonde blue eyed boy with thick little hands and brick sized feet, he was a roll of chunky but he was nonetheless a big child for a two year old. He was climbing to his bare feet as the door opened, Ōgge herself turning from her cooking to greet the pair (well Othello she was mildly displeased with Regan for shaving and trimming up her man) with a warm smile, "'ello lover!" Othello belted as he scooped up the charging boy, "boy! I swear as tha' sun sets and tha' moon rises you've grown an inch'er two," the boy indifferent to his Father's facial hair was infatuated with his Dad he just giggled, "hmm, well he eats like you and with your schedule," a little shade thrown at the Huntsman for keeping her husband gone all day, "he'll be marching off for his first blood before you become Champion," she sounded sour and honestly skeptical of her husband's mission since he told her about King Cassian's recruitment of the Gifted man, she was the lone survivor of her entire family including her previous husband and child she knew exactly what the Red heads could do from Lorendale.
Othello still seemed to unsour her as he wrapped her up against him a handful of her backside which respectfully the Huntsman couldn't see. Ögge rested one hand on his chest and the other she lightly stroked his trimmed beard, she wondered if this is what a polished man Othello would have been had his family cared about him and he had been given a decent life. He looked nice and she didn't want to admit it in fact she didn't want to admit Nevermere was growing on her too.
"I'm already a Champion love," said confidential of course yet he honestly believed he was but that was just Othello, however Ögge rolled her eyes and kissed his cheek, "Go wash up for dinner," sitting the boy down and a playful smack to her backside the larger than life Othello bounded off to do as his misses requested. Which left the three oddest collection of people Ögge, Ög, and Regan. Cocking to one hip the tattooed faced woman crossed her arms as Ög the ever curious chunk lumbered with heavy brick feet toward Regan.
"Would you like to eat with us? Or you running off? I'll only offer so many times ya' know....ma'am."
