Training day [ota]

[st_illavirgin]

Ever since his trip to Europe Carlos had been antsy. Europe had been too good, though the frustration at not being able to get home and check on things was strong. He had growing links here, but he needed to do more than just wile away the time here.

He took to the gym, trying to burn off any excess energy he had. Normally he would focus on free weights, but today he wanted to spar. He had picked up a quarterstaff, and was running through some motions with it - he always had his staff close by, so it made sense to improve his fighting style with it. Occasionally he would appear to be colored green as he worked on mixing his shield in with it, so that he could throw his opponents off with surprise. A definite bonus.

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[st_illavirgin]

Carlos gave her a sympathetic look. "Is there anything in particular you want? I'm the restaurant manager here so I'm happy to make you something if you want. When are you due?"

[st_affofthemoon]

"Sometime in September, I'm told. But then they also tell me since I'm carrying twins it could be any time now." So the answer was - who knew? "You cook as well? It would be a lie if I said I didn't miss a few tastes from home, but lately I've been eating pretty much anything to do with strawberries." She thought maybe her children were trying to tell her something.

[st_illavirgin]

He got that. He had a large family, who were all producing a lot of cousins, he's pretty much seen it all - and more to the point knew how to feed heavily pregnant women. "I have a couple of ideas," he said, grabbing his towel, and tilting his head to the door. "And we have lots of strawberries. Want to see what we can make?"

[st_affofthemoon]

Her interest piqued at that and she smiled widely. "How could anyone say no to that?"

(ooc: fade?)

[st_illavirgin]

[ooc: works for me!]