Post by Othello Allemeade on Mar 28, 2023 20:42:43 GMT -5
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He still hadn't heard from Regan Lassiter , but his conversation with the Commander the day before made a few things clear. He added the silver headed sea lions words to his long mantra:
'Focus on your training. Take orders as they’re given. It’s not terribly exciting, but I’m afraid that’s just what it is.'
It fell all in this order, most of it from Regan and some from Miss Mittermite:
'always speak clearly Othello...
....speak when you have something smart to add or when spoke to.
don't eat with your hands....
...talking so loudly in a room of two people is unnecessary.
chain of Command.....
....be respectful.
don't eat with your mouth full....
... don't belch and deny.
for the love of God Othello roll over on your side, your snore could literally raise the dead.
...brush your teeth.
Always wash your hands.
...if it's funny in your head, don't say it.
always carry lute strings.'
Simple things to get him by, he had started writing them down. He was now on a schedule issued by some Witch so today was his off day. Today he was venturing out of the palace. Alone. Well not alone. Little Benji was going with him! He strapped the almost two year old to his chest, shoved what looked like a rawhide bone into the boys hands so he can chew on something, and had set off. What was a better way to scout where he'd live then by just doing it? He could always get directions back to the palace of course, but he needed this. Only he wished it was with his self adopted grown adult child, Regan, and Benji so they could look for the rooms they liked. Wherever they ended up he was going to let her do whatever she wanted with her room, let her stay up late, let her eat junk until she pukes just so he can say 'I told you not to eat all that junk', and he just pictured all three of them sleeping in the same room still.
Stepping out on to the streets was wild, "fuck," he instantly said as he put his hands on his hips looking over the busy small people (all who looked at the Gifted man with some intrigue), "dad hasn't a clue where to go. fuck."
'duck! duck! duck!' Benji repeated.
"duck for lunch! duck for lunch," he sang to steer away from what 'duck' Benji cried out with, "get a bang for your coin with a cluck chicken duck...," he trailed off when some little haggard battle axe looking woman scrunched her shawl up and moved clear across the street, "you might be ugly bud, sorry." Othello stepped out into the street....it was an adventure.
