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Octavia Blake ([personal profile] okteiviakom) wrote2023-07-08 03:16 pm

Deck of the Cape Rouge, Saturday Morning

Octavia had been dreaming of many things, this week. Mostly Haven, mostly horror, but many other messy things, too. Sheep and tilling fields and glowing butterflies and a week on a farm (sheepskin blankets and bonedeep exhaustion and a warm voice in her ear talking about what use was fighting at the end of the world?) had featured in jumbled everything of it all, but that was not out of the ordinary enough for Octavia to have really paid it much mind.

(And, well, she always felt drawn to the woods. And particularly when traumatic shit had been going down.)

So this was just any old Saturday morning.

She had a coffee cup in hand when she emerged onto the deck, with faint plans of at least finding some nice stretches to do in a bit that wouldn't irritate her wounds too much. But of course, all that was forgotten when she looked up and saw a young man standing at the edge of the deck, just barely over the gangplank.

The cup fell from her grasp as she stared at him.

[ooc: Opennn.]
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[personal profile] betterthanaplan 2023-07-08 02:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Duke had been up early, for once, finding it hard to sleep and with his meds, finding he actually had energy to burn. So he'd been out and about already, gone for a swim (the cut on his arm was healed enough that it didn't burn in saltwater), and even caught a few fish, which he had in tucked into a cooler to use for dinner later.

He paused on the end of the dock when he saw someone standing by the gangplank, then approached slowly, guard firmly in place.

"Good morning," he said, neutral -- until he saw Octavia, clearly in distress. Then he dropped the cooler and went to shove himself between them. "Get away from her!"
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[personal profile] mystupidsheep 2023-07-08 04:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Octavia had been just about to say something, but all she managed was a shaky gasp, and then Duke was already moving.

And then so was Ilian, backing up immediately, both hands held up to show he was not trying to be a threat. "I don't mean her any harm."
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[personal profile] betterthanaplan 2023-07-08 04:50 pm (UTC)(link)
He clearly wasn’t a threat anymore, so Duke ignored him, turning to Octavia. “Are you okay? What did he do?”
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[personal profile] betterthanaplan 2023-07-08 05:00 pm (UTC)(link)
“Hey, hey,” Duke said, tugging her in close. “It’s alright. Breathe.” He flicked a glare back at Ilian. The guy wasn’t a physical threat, he was sure — this was Octavia, few people were — but he’d clearly freaked her out. “Just breathe, gona.”
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[personal profile] mystupidsheep 2023-07-08 05:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Ilian couldn't really fault him for the glare. He wasn't even supposed to be here, really, and it wasn't like he enjoyed the reaction he was causing.

"Ai laik Ilion kom Trishanakru," he said, "en ai don ste em lukot." He raised his eyebrows at Octavia a little bit. 'Friend' was good, right? Close enough?

She gave a shaky nod against Duke's arm.
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[personal profile] betterthanaplan 2023-07-08 05:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Duke couldn’t really claim surprise that this guy spoke Trig — he had a look to him that was clearly reminiscent of Octavia’s when she leaned into her Ground side. But he’d never heard anyone but Octavia speak it before, so surprise was still very much on his face.

“Duke,” he said. “Her snogon.” He rubbed Octavia’s back absently. “How’d you get here?”
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[personal profile] mystupidsheep 2023-07-08 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't really know," Ilian admitted. "I was... called. So I came."
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[personal profile] betterthanaplan 2023-07-08 05:33 pm (UTC)(link)
“Called by who?
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[personal profile] mystupidsheep 2023-07-08 05:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't know," Ilian said with a shrug.

"The island," Octavia said, though her voice cracked a little.
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[personal profile] betterthanaplan 2023-07-08 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Duke turned his attention back to her. “Hey,” he said again. “Fandom just can’t give you a break, can it.”
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[personal profile] betterthanaplan 2023-07-08 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh. Well, that put everything into perspective, then.

Duke loosened his hold on her, but kept an arm around her as he turned towards Ilian. "Sorry. We've, uh. Been through a lot, lately."
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[personal profile] mystupidsheep 2023-07-08 07:34 pm (UTC)(link)
In response, Ilian cast a little glance around not just the boat, but both the land on side, the water on the other.

"World's still standing, though."

Something was slowly occurring to Octavia.
Edited 2023-07-08 19:34 (UTC)
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[personal profile] betterthanaplan 2023-07-08 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, weirdly the end of the world isn't the only bad shit that can go down."

Sorry, Ilian. Duke was a little thin on patience right now.
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[personal profile] mystupidsheep 2023-07-08 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm aware," Ilian said, with an evenness that wasn't not reminiscent of Octavia sometimes.

"He's dead, Duke," Octavia murmured. "And it wasn't the first bad thing that happened to him."
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[personal profile] betterthanaplan 2023-07-09 02:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"He's from your world," Duke said by way of agreement.

He was still not exactly giving Ilian his friendliest look.
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[personal profile] betterthanaplan 2023-07-09 03:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Duke's mouth snapped shut. He hung onto her a little tighter.

There was nothing he could say to that. Nothing at all.
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[personal profile] mystupidsheep 2023-07-09 03:28 pm (UTC)(link)
The something that had been working its way to the forefront of Octavia's mind finally clicked, and her eyes were big and sad on Ilian. "But... But how can you be here? What about -- what about your next journey?"

Was it because she'd helped destroy the planet?

Was he trapped?

And Ilian just looked back at her, so gentle, and shook his head. Almost smiled. (Her chest ached.) "Sometimes it just takes spring a little longer to come."
Edited 2023-07-09 15:28 (UTC)
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[personal profile] betterthanaplan 2023-07-09 03:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's the weekend," Duke told Octavia softly. "You know how this stuff works. He'll probably move on again by Monday."
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[personal profile] betterthanaplan 2023-07-09 05:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Duke had his eyes firmly on Octavia again now, still rubbing her back.

"I know it's not your usual, but I feel like you could use a drink."
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[personal profile] betterthanaplan 2023-07-09 06:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Duke let her pull away, though he stayed ready to move if it looked like something might upset her more.

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