The Deck of the Samsara, Port of Fandom, Monday Afternoon

[okteiviakom]

There was a rainbow on the dock in front of the Samsara when Octavia got back from her class in the afternoon.

... Not like in the air, or anything. And not really in a rainbow shape: it just looked like someone had painted thick, bright rainbow stripes onto the dock itself. Octavia found it kind of weird, but, considering this place? It was so much better than many other random occurrences.

And maybe it contributed to her decision to sit out on the deck of her boat for a while, reading.

Or maybe it was just a nice day outside.

[ooc: Open! There has been a little bit of a hubbub about painting rainbows in my town this past week, so here we are.]

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[my_own_advocate]

"'Different'," Lucifer echoed.

[okteiviakom]

"Something other than what I would usually do."

... Okay, so she went swimming regularly, but the other parts of the class. And not just this week.

[my_own_advocate]

"And...?"

[okteiviakom]

Octavia snorted softly, and glanced over at him. "Is this an interrogation?"

[my_own_advocate]

"This is me trying to get you to talk about your day in more than grunts and ellipses," Lucifer said merrily.

[okteiviakom]

"There's just not a whole lot to say," Octavia replied with a little shrug (only on the side that wouldn't jostle much). "It's... nice. That's all."

Even saying that much was a lot, really. Every admittance of enjoying something could seem like a big step.

[my_own_advocate]

"Mhm," Lucifer said.

He turned his head. Pressed a kiss to her temple. "Then I'm glad you had a nice day."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia exhaled a soft sigh, closing her eyes.

"Did you?" she asked. "Or is your day just starting?"

[my_own_advocate]

"I woke up a few hours ago at best," Lucifer said, faintly amused. "My day has been breakfast, mimosas, and waiting for you two to return."

Shut up, that wasn't domestic.

[okteiviakom]

Of course it wasn't. It didn't sound at all like that to Octavia, either.

Her eyes opened again, and she cast a faintly, warmly amused glance over at him.

"Should've saved some mimosas for Duke."

[my_own_advocate]

"He can drink the leftover champagne later," Lucifer promised, grinning. "Besides, Bailey's is his morning alcohol of choice."

[okteiviakom]

Tiny snort. "Oh, I see you've already got it all figured out."

[my_own_advocate]

"I like to stay abreast of your preferences, if that's what you mean," Lucifer said.

[okteiviakom]

"I didn't hear anything past 'breast'," Octavia deadpanned.

[my_own_advocate]

"And this is why you're one of my favorite humans of all time," Lucifer said.

[okteiviakom]

"That bar seems very low."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer beamed at her. "It's not."

[okteiviakom]

"Flatterer," Octavia accused.

And pressed a quick kiss to his lips.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer's smile had softened a bit when the kiss ended. "We should do something fun tonight."

[okteiviakom]

"What do you want to do?" Octavia asked, a little softer, too.

He was the expert on fun, here.

[my_own_advocate]

"Well, you spent the morning swimming," Lucifer mused. "Perhaps we should have dinner on the beach."

[okteiviakom]

"I could go for that," Octavia told him after a thoughtful pause. "Sounds... peaceful."

[my_own_advocate]

"And we don't get peaceful that often."

[okteiviakom]

"We don't," Octavia agreed. "We should make it happen."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer gave her a firm squeeze, still smiling.