Octavia Blake (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
okteiviakom) wrote2021-06-07 05:07 pm
okteiviakom) wrote2021-06-07 05:07 pm
Entry tags:
The Cape Rouge, Port of Fandom, Monday Afternoon
Maybe Octavia was still trying to cling to some kind of a vacation vibe. Or maybe it just genuinely felt like the kind of day for her to sit out on the deck of the Rouge with a book in hand.
Either way, there she was, after the weird water-based class. Reading, while a few of the ship's porgs waddled around. So far, they seemed to have taken the hint that the book was not something edible, and therefore shouldn't be that interesting to them.
[ooc: Open, though may be occasionally slow due to recuperating from work. ET: Goes NSFW wayyyy down in the comments.]
Either way, there she was, after the weird water-based class. Reading, while a few of the ship's porgs waddled around. So far, they seemed to have taken the hint that the book was not something edible, and therefore shouldn't be that interesting to them.
[ooc: Open, though may be occasionally slow due to recuperating from work. ET: Goes NSFW wayyyy down in the comments.]