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For the first time in a week, Octavia woke up with a clear head.
And began to feel like she was crumbling down almost immediately after, because all this clarity did was allow her to see more clearly what a fucking mess everything had turned into. Duke and Lucifer were back and that should have been a good thing, a happy thing, and all she wanted to do was run.
Maybe she should just take the Samsara around the island for the weekend. Or at least to the lighthouse, get a little distance between herself and the ticking clock that was however horribly the next meaningful conversation with Duke was going to go. At least there she'd be --
There was noise coming from the dock outside the boat.
[ooc: Primarily for SP with myself, but also open! With the same SP warning until my evening.]
And began to feel like she was crumbling down almost immediately after, because all this clarity did was allow her to see more clearly what a fucking mess everything had turned into. Duke and Lucifer were back and that should have been a good thing, a happy thing, and all she wanted to do was run.
Maybe she should just take the Samsara around the island for the weekend. Or at least to the lighthouse, get a little distance between herself and the ticking clock that was however horribly the next meaningful conversation with Duke was going to go. At least there she'd be --
There was noise coming from the dock outside the boat.
[ooc: Primarily for SP with myself, but also open! With the same SP warning until my evening.]
