Octavia Blake (
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Isla San Pedro, Chile, Wednesday Afternoon
Summer's voicemail about the painting had come in yesterday. It was the first message from Fandom since they'd taken off before the holidays. And it felt a little like they were being called back. Like it was time to re-join real life again.
But not yet. Not just yet.
For now, Octavia had a picked a stretch of beach - not a particular one, just a nice one - to wade out into the water from. She was feeling the sun on her skin, some very gentle waves against her legs.
And just breathed.
[ooc: NFB for distance, obvs, but open.]
But not yet. Not just yet.
For now, Octavia had a picked a stretch of beach - not a particular one, just a nice one - to wade out into the water from. She was feeling the sun on her skin, some very gentle waves against her legs.
And just breathed.
[ooc: NFB for distance, obvs, but open.]
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"I think you might be wearing too many clothes."
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Duke hooked his thumbs under Lucifer's waist band and slid it downward, nice and slow.
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That was not a no, no.