okteiviakom: ([neu] uh huh uh huh)
Things around the boat were... whatever it was that passed for normal in the wake of several bouts of assorted trauma, meaning a mess of progress and stumbling backwards. Octavia was tired, all the time, and didn't think she was the only one.

And then she got a phonecall, out of the blue. It took her a moment to even pick it up, because unfamiliar numbers never called her. (And the less said about how she'd briefly thought it might be Jennifer, or Gloria, the better.) It took her even longer to parse what it was about once she'd picked it up - and then she finally remembered about the order she'd placed (on Lucifer's credit card, naturally, trusting he never looked at his expenses too closely) weeks ago, before Haven, before all of it.

And that was how she found herself out here at the mansion, opening the door for the delivery people who'd already lugged two packages - one absolutely enormous and one moderately-sized in comparison - all the way from the causeway to the house.

"It's on the second floor," she was saying. "Sorry about all the stairs."

They were already so over all the stairs. Thank goodness she knew about tipping.

[ooc: Can be open, I suppose!]
okteiviakom: ([pos] gentle ribbing)
A plan had been made, supplies had been gathered, squirrels had been adequately bribed, and now that most people - teachers, in particular - were busy with the picnic, it was time to strike.

Octavia had spent the last couple of months learning how to pick locks, and always refusing to tell Duke which lock she was actually learning the skill for. Even now that she stood outside the door to his office at the school, she wasn't sure when he was going to find out. It wasn't like he came in here much at all. But that was part of the fun of it!

It didn't take her long at all to pick her way in the door. Once there, she opened her bag and got to work. First, she stocked Duke's desk with stereotypical office stuff (post-its, pens, paper clips, whatever) all in blues and greens, as well as a mug. For a moment, she considered leaving the x-rated candy (it literally said so on the box!) out, but ended up putting it in one of the desk drawers for Duke to discover later.

The stress toy in the shape of a shark, though? Proudly going right on the desk. And next to it, their framed prom picture (both in their pajamas, Duke grinning and Octavia looking like she was holding back a laugh). And next to that, a smaller framed picture... of Polly Lobster chewing on a rock.

And finally, she set a card down in the middle of the desk. Inside, it just read Tavi's secret lock-picking scheme is done, so fill that in in your notebook.

Then, pleased with the results of her scheming, Octavia locked the door again, and headed down to the picnic.

[ooc: NFB, NFI! Office modded with kind permission. Also yes, we're being mean.]

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