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The boat-dwellers had returned to Fandom to find they were no longer alone in the port. Octavia recognized the Jackdaw from last summer, but she was yet to go over and say hi. Did not plan to do it tonight, either.
She'd gone over to her own boat to hang out for a while, but already found her back on the Rouge, now. Just sitting on one of the benches, alternating between watching the water and watching some of the ship's porgs as they began to settle down for the night.
The post-trip return to reality was underway, and she really wasn't sure how she felt about it.
And so, she chose to sit in the quiet for a while, instead.
[ooc: Ooopen chill Sunday evening post.]
She'd gone over to her own boat to hang out for a while, but already found her back on the Rouge, now. Just sitting on one of the benches, alternating between watching the water and watching some of the ship's porgs as they began to settle down for the night.
The post-trip return to reality was underway, and she really wasn't sure how she felt about it.
And so, she chose to sit in the quiet for a while, instead.
[ooc: Ooopen chill Sunday evening post.]
