"Yeah? Well you don't look close to it."

He chuckled, giving one final sip to his cup of tea before relaxing his back against the couch.

"Mm, perphaps another day. Besides, you haven't told me much of yourself."

"Yeah, but that is a story I might tell you another day, don't think you came here to hear an old man's tales."

The god replied, hiding it's past with the excuse of the two barely knowing each other.

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“𝗛𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘆, 𝗛𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘆, 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆𝗴𝘂𝗮𝗿𝗱. 𝗢𝗵, 𝗛𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘆, 𝗛𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘆.”

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝: 𝗔𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗹

⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙

(#MVRP x #NSFWRP)
𝐓𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 | 𝐍𝐨 𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐧
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"Heh.. my fighting days are long over, Roman."

The scars on his body could tell a hundred stories, but that is not the man he is today.

"Just stuff for the house. Every now and then I need to patch up the walls or the roof, plus I have to restock on wood for the fire."

"40 years old and still in good shape, despite what you said."

he'd chuckle, taking a look at the man's body only to see if it was right.

"most of my days are spent between hard-working labour and workouts. night is the only time i allow myself to rest, with a hot cup of tea of course."

A small chuckle came out of the god as soon as his body was mentioned, doing a little flex with his arm while looking at his own bicep.

"Well, don't wish to brag but yes, I do workout."

Trees, rocks... though of course, Roman doesn't know that yet.

"You don't look that bad either, friend."

to do now, even more with a man he knew an hour ago.

The god remained silent for a moment, trying to remember what would he do other than serve them tea or wine, depending on the situation.

"Well... talk. It's been a while since my friends have come though, and I don't usually greet in strangers like you."

You could say he doesn't have a clue what +

"I suppose. Like I said, I don't get a lot of guests around here."

He's not used to be greeted by people, since few people know about the man or where he lives. Perphaps Roman may change that, now that he knows where the pale man lives in peace and quiet.

"There's more tea if you wish, Roman."

Hence why the place felt like being in another entire world from the forest, everything clean, everything with a purpose. Kratos eventually passed along a cup of tea to Roman, soon sitting down in his couch.

"Still surprises me you wanted to see my cabin, I'm not one to usually have guests."

"You're gonna dillute the beer with tea?" Kratos chuckled, his hand instead of reaching for one, was now filling it's finger with two cups, filling them up with the tea prepared in the kettle.

"Hence why this place is hidden. I don't want no strangers walking in and out of my property."

The two story bed could be seen too, along with Kratos chimney. Most of the things were hand-made, but with the civilization growing closer to the forest, you could find something you'd see in modern times, such as chairs, tables, even a couch for two.

to make some tea for myself, you can look around the house if you wish to."

He'd say, leaving to the kitchen. The cabin had no separate rooms, only one big space where in every corner you'd find something. Some were work stations or deposits to leave the food, clothes, or whatever was needed.

The spartan could only chuckle, his frontyard seemingly clean after Kratos left the house to take a stroll, dead tree trunks around the house, some being spots to sit down, others to do work labours.

"Thanks. I worked hard on building this."

He'd say, opening up the door to the cabin. "I planned +

"Here we are. Not as fancy as you'd think, but it makes due."

" You'd be perfectly suited for the forest then." Kratos lowly chuckled, staring back at Roman while being followed on their way to his house.

Took them 10 minutes and a whole lot of trees, but eventually they stopped at a hidden passage, finally making it to the front porch of Kratos cabin.

"Mm, camping is good. The only bad thing is whenever the winter hits, freezes your bones like no other..."

Kratos frowned, the recently met Roman wished to take a small trip to his home cabin. Seems like he really was into the idea of going to the forest.

"Well... why not. Come, i'll show you."

Quite the strange habit, but perphaps a greek man is not one to judge when back in the days it's usual drink was wine or water.

"Well, if you say so..."

Thruth be told, Roman looked like one to consume more than the average person in general.

"I live in the forest, in my own cabin."

The hand shake was accepted, with Kratos hand also moving forward.

"Kratos. Pleasure's mine, Roman." He'd take a look at the beer on his other hand, wondering what's the ocassion to drink this early in the day.

"I see you're enjoying yourself with a beer. Special day?"

"Let's just say I had a very unfortunate accident in my past years, left me with my pale skin. I know it's not usual, but I'm still a regular human."

"Mm, I guess we are two then."

Arms crossed, giving a quick gaze to himself after Roman's comment.

"It's my skin, sir."

"Oh, well even better if you ask me. Nothing beats the peace and quiet of no neighbors around.

. . . Though it does get lonely pretty soon."

Hope the neighbors don't complain of the views anytime soon.

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𝓐 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘦 ,
—⠀𝘐𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩, 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 .
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The woods have been quiet... very quiet.

Peace at once.

"Mm, yes. But a warrior must train, Tatsu. Although... now that I am alone, I can give myself some freedom."

The spartan gave a long sip to his own mug.

"Indeed. For now I have no foes alive.. finally.
It feels good you know, to not wake up for a battle."

"You read my mind, Tatsu. I came to these lands for a peaceful life... perphaps now I can fulfill that."

Kratos said, now leaning against the chair as he thought of what to do now.

"Although.. I cannot put them down forever. I must be prepared for when someone or something threatens me or my son."

He would rather not talk about that theme, that is why he simply nodded in response. It's a delicate thing to talk about... and how Atreus was sorry for it.

"You know... the kind that two friends enjoy a drink together."

Pouring some more to both jugs again, then clanking his own against Tatsu's.