okteiviakom | A Sailboat in San Diego Bay, Friday

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A Sailboat in San Diego Bay, Friday

Far away from Fandom collectively heaving a sigh of relief, the sailboat vacation was still going well. Even if not all parts of it really counted as vacationing - meaning that Octavia had gotten up early, this morning, to account for the time difference between San Diego and New York. Wasn't going to take a break from therapy just because she was on the opposite coast, not with the way the past couple of months had gone.

And much like on Tuesday, it had been... a little easier than several of the sessions in the very recent past. Even with the video chat aspect, which she wasn't entirely comfortable with. But, clearly enough.

They'd talked about this trip. And tattoos.

And grief.

And now all of that was done, and she made her way across the boat again, and leaned in the master bedroom door, seeing if the guys were still sleeping.

[ooc: NFB, open for the boys that are here, and calls/texts.]

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"Having slept in one bed with him, I'm going to go with 'octopus'," Lucifer said, like for whatever reason these two people didn't bring out his snuggly side.

He touched the side of the boat and paddled happily in place for a moment, grinning up at Octavia.

"Well, I have met him when he was a seagull," Octavia rasped, trying to splash some water his way with her foot. "I remember nothing but him screaming at me."

And the diner staff.

"You can't hold that against me," Duke said, sputtering and splashing back at her. "I'd been turned into a seagull."

"You could've tried being a more civilized seagull," Lucifer said, grinning.

At Duke, this time.

"And I'm just saying what I remember," Octavia pointed out.

And tried splashing some water at Lucifer, too.

"With what? A seagull's brain is the size of, like, a walnut. At best." Duke let himself float on his back, gently drifting with the rise and fall of the water. "I'd like to see either of you do better."

"I have wings, and yet I manage to restrain myself--"

And now he had a face full of water. "Brat," Lucifer called, and shoved his hand forward, sending a whole spray at Octavia.

Octavia lifted one hand in a half-assed attempt to block it. It didn't do much, but that didn't seem to matter.

She looked almost smug.

Duke watched them, chuckling. Then rolled over and sent a little wave at them both.

Lucifer dove under it, not about to accept any further watery blows. He popped up again in front of Duke, smirking as he reached for the man's hands. "That splash was sad."

Octavia just swayed her foot through the wave, since it couldn't do much to her.

And watched them.

“Maybe that splash wasn’t trying very hard,” Duke said, letting Lucifer grab his hands with a raised eyebrow.

"Just trying to get a response, are we?"

The hand-grabbing was really only a prelude to cupping Duke's cheek and kissing him.

Playfully. Look, there was a pirate all covered in salt water, you had to check what that tasted like, obviously.

Like salt water, obviously. And a little bit like breakfast.

Duke hummed happily, then pulled back. "See, but kissing right after splashing makes me worry you're about to dunk me."

He didn't sound like getting dunked would be much of a problem for him.

Octavia snorted quietly to herself.

And then, almost as quietly, she slid from the edge of the rear into the water.

"Why would I do that?" Lucifer asked, his hands sliding away. "It's no fun when you see it coming."

As opposed to, oh, five seconds after he said that.

"Uh huh," Duke said skeptically. "Spoken like a man who wants to get me off his guard. What do you think, Tavi?" He glanced at the back of the boat, then broke into a bright grin to see her properly in the water.

Which would be an excellent time for dunking, yes.

Octavia was very sorry about her accidental contribution to his dunking.

Except not at all, judging by the sound she made when it happened, while she was treading water still very close to the boat.

It was a dunking that warranted an extremely big grin on Lucifer's face as he proceeded with it, then quickly swam backwards as soon as he let go. "That was just asking for it," he called.

Duke surfaced, sputtering, and immediately swam after Lucifer to return the favor. "Sneaky Devil!"

He was grinning, too.

Octavia was not grinning.

But she was... smiling. Just a little, as she watched them playing around.

Lucifer was still on his back as he tried to swim away (the better to taunt Duke with a grin).

Well, he did swim away. Just not nearly as fast as he could. Had to give Duke a fighting chance, here.

Duke knew Lucifer could outpace him easily if he wanted to. He also knew he was a better swimmer underwater than above it. So he took a deep breath and dove, scattering a small school of fish as he playfully stalked Lucifer underwater.

Octavia snorted, then finally switched her treading for some actual strokes - away from what currently appeared to be the dunking danger zone. Not a lot, not far, but, you know.

Just getting a feel for not being in a pool.

"Oh, think you're getting clever, do you?"

Duke couldn't hear him, but that wasn't stopping Lucifer from taunting him!

... while having no idea exactly where the man was. Bloody ocean water.

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