Octavia Blake (
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The Deck of the Cape Rouge, Wednesday Afternoon
Octavia was starting to feel like she was on a slightly more even keel, post-Haven. Things with Duke were still... maybe a little off, but, they were working on that, bit by bit. And while she hadn't really managed to unpack everything with her therapist yet, she'd at least opened up about some of it.
Things were moving forward.
And this afternoon, Octavia herself was moving. Specifically, on her yoga mat rolled out on the deck of the Rouge. It wasn't super warm out, but that was fine.
It felt like she could breathe.
[ooc: Open! ETA: NFB on all the sex talk, pls and thank you!]
Things were moving forward.
And this afternoon, Octavia herself was moving. Specifically, on her yoga mat rolled out on the deck of the Rouge. It wasn't super warm out, but that was fine.
It felt like she could breathe.
[ooc: Open! ETA: NFB on all the sex talk, pls and thank you!]
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"If, you know, I do . . . need to follow someone's directions. I'd rather it be you."
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Not an obligation, or a manipulation.
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And, "I'm sorry."
And, "Sleep well."