The Deck of the Cape Rouge, Late Wednesday Morning

[okteiviakom]

As far as Octavia was concerned, it was a perfectly normal day. She'd woken up, had breakfast, and had just now rolled out her mat on a nice spot on the deck and was getting started on a little bit of yoga to get the day going.

Or, at least she had been: there was a rustling that seemed to be coming closer along the docks, catching her attention.

She squinted towards the approaching form. "What the... ?"

[ooc: For those two guys who aren't going to like this.]

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[betterthanaplan]

Duke pulled them aside, ready to pull them back up once she was settled in.

"It was shaping up to be a nice morning, too," he observed. "Think this'll be a one day thing? It's only Wednesday."

[my_own_advocate]

"Could be," Lucifer said, sliding her neatly into the warm spot at the center. "Unless the weekend shenanigans started early."

[betterthanaplan]

"If they end up still going through the whole weekend," Duke said as he pulled the blankets back up over, then sat down beside her so he could stroke her hair. ". . . I don't know what I'll do, but it won't be pretty."

[my_own_advocate]

"Let's not start assuming the worst, shall we?" Lucifer asked.

He picked up a glass, and a bottle of-- hm, wine? Wine. And poured it.

Held it out for Duke.

[betterthanaplan]

Duke took it with a nod of thanks. "We'll burn that bridge when we get there," he said with a soft snort. "Gotcha."

[my_own_advocate]

"Exactly."

He poured his own, and held the glass out for a gentle toast. "To making it out alive so far."

[betterthanaplan]

"Cheers to that." Duke clinked his glass against Lucifer's, then took a sip, carding his fingers of his free hand gently through Octavia's hair. "I'm really hoping this is a 'I don't remember what happened' kind of deal later. She doesn't need those images in her head."

. . . He was not doing well at the not worrying about the future before the future happened.

[my_own_advocate]

"She's had worse," Lucifer noted, and took a sip, and watched them.

[betterthanaplan]

"Yeah." Duke kept his eyes on Octavia's face, watching her sleep. "That doesn't mean she should have to deal with this too."

That she should have to remember making Lucifer bleed like that. Being that out of control. Duke knew something of what that was like, and wouldn't wish it on either of them.

[my_own_advocate]

"No, but we both know it will be whatever it's going to be," Lucifer said, placing an easy hand on Duke's shoulder. Not to catch his attention, just to offer some warmth.

[betterthanaplan]

Duke nodded. He sighed and took another sip -- a long one this time -- of the wine.

"She deserves better than all this shit."

[my_own_advocate]

"We all do," Lucifer said, "And yet the shit keeps flowing."

[betterthanaplan]

"I must've been a total douche in a former life," Duke said, shaking his head. "You know, karmically speaking. Of course, on the other hand, I got to meet you two, so I couldn't have been all bad."

[my_own_advocate]

"You know how I feel about karma, darling," Lucifer sighed, and tried to pull him - however gently - back into him. "The universe - or rather, my father - just has a terrible sense of humor."

[betterthanaplan]

"I know," Duke said. He smiled faintly. "And I still say you -- and your dad -- don't actually know everything about the universe. Even if he did create a big chunk of it."

[my_own_advocate]

"How are you so bloody stubborn?" Lucifer said, his mouth quirking.

He wrapped his other arm around Duke's chest, as well.

[betterthanaplan]

"Just made that way, I guess," Duke said, leaning into Lucifer's grip.

His free hand stayed tangled in Octavia's hair.

(Still safely tucked in the middle, even if she had pride of place in the center of the bed, just now.)

[my_own_advocate]

"I love you," Lucifer said softly, dropping his chin on Duke's shoulder as he watched Octavia. "Even when you are terrifyingly wrong."

[betterthanaplan]

"I love you too," Duke told him in return. "Even when you're ridiculously narrow-minded."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer sighed loudly.

But instead of arguing, he pressed a kiss to the corner of Duke's mouth. Growth, of a sort.