okteiviakom: ([neu blodreina] regal)
At first light the next morning, they marched. Every last one of them.

It was going to be a six-day journey.

On the second day, Bellamy and Indra approached Octavia at the front of the army. They told her Echo had radioed in. The enemy knew they were coming, so all three entry points into the valley were likely to be heavily guarded. Echo was scouting for the best way in.

Octavia said nothing.

Bellamy came to her again that evening, when they'd made camp for the night. )

[ooc: NFB, NFI. Taken from The 100 S5 episodes 11-13. Post 1 of 2 for today! Content warning for violence and NPC deaths.]
okteiviakom: ([spec blodreina] blood must have)
Octavia woke up to someone gently nudging her shoulder. It was Jackson, the closest thing they'd had to a doctor since Abby had gone with Diyoza. Behind him, Indra. Octavia had no idea how long she'd been out of it, but it had been long enough for them to have turned her chambers into her own personal sick ward.

She told Indra her brother had poisoned her.

Jackson, shocked, told Indra to arrest Bellamy.

And Indra told them she couldn't do that.

And then, with Octavia able to do nothing but watch from the bed, Indra threw a knife. )

[ooc: NFB, NFI. Taken from The 100 S5 episodes 9-10. CONTENT WARNING for suicidal ideation and self-harm.]
okteiviakom: ([neu blodreina] wait)
Only a fool wouldn't try to take advantage of something that fell right into their lap.

Not all the worms had perished when they'd burned down the tent in the wasteland.

And Octavia had given Cooper the go-ahead. )

[ooc: NFB, NFI. Taken from The 100 S5 episodes 7-8 (yes we are so close to the end of this plot I can practically feel it in my bones omfg). Content warning for off-screen NPC death, and some gore.]
okteiviakom: ([neu blodreina] mmmmhmmmmmm)
Octavia did what she did best: prepared to attack. She took a battalion to march to Shallow Valley. Bellamy and Clarke came with them, for reasons Octavia didn't ask about nor care to hear. It would be a six-day journey across the dry seabed, chancing sandstorms. They wouldn't have been able to carry rations for the longer routes.

And, anyway. The sooner they secured the valley for themselves, the better.

But of course it wasn't that easy. )

[ooc: NFB, NFI. Taken from The 100 S5 episodes 5-6. Content warning for body horror.]
okteiviakom: ([neu warpaint blodreina] leadership)
They'd been down in the bunker for six years. They'd made it past the dark year, and although it had left many wounds that had never properly healed, they had survived it. The ground was supposed to be survivable again, by now. They hadn't found a way out of the bunker yet, but Wonkru was alive.

And that was enough.

There had been no more Osleya for many years, by this time. They called her Blodreina now. Because that was who she was now. The red queen. Octavia had pushed all her personal wants (dreams, hopes) aside and focused on keeping Wonkru going, making them strong, making sure they'd be ready if -- when they made it back to the ground.

Her focus was laser-sharp, and unyielding.

(Because it was all she had.)

Niylah's locket was still around her neck, but her bracelet lay abandoned in one of the drawers of her desk. Nou finrona nowe, jos Blodreina. She had armor that had been made especially for her. Parts of it had been dyed red, to recall the blood of Wonkru's enemies.

The bunker had no commander. It had her. )

[ooc: NFB, NFI. Taken from The 100 S5 episode 4. Content warning for violence and gore. Listen to the Wonkru anthem here.]
okteiviakom: ([neg] .5 secs from losing it)
Wonkru had been living in the bunker for two years. Not comfortably, not always harmoniously, but they'd lived, and they'd done so together as one clan. Sometimes that was enough. The fighting pits weren't pretty, weren't something Octavia thought she would have sanctioned on the ground, but they were necessary. For population control, for unity, for a grim reminder of what their enemy was.

See content warning below. )

[ooc: NFB, NFI. Taken from The 100 S5, episode 11 (yes, we're skipping ahead for a bit, because this is flashback country in the original continuity). CONTENT WARNING for cannibalism and graphic murder of NPCs.]
okteiviakom: ([spec] CHOOSE)
The days in the bunker threatened to all blur together. After the first week, Octavia had taken to keeping count of them on a little pad in her office. One short line, one day.

People had been calling her Osleya since day one.

'The champion'.

But Octavia wanted to do anything but lead them. She'd won the conclave and put them all here, wasn't that enough? Indra kept dressing her up in commander garb, the coat, the forehead emblem, but it felt wrong, it wasn't her. Her blood was red and it always would be. The clothes weren't fooling anyone, no matter how many times Indra led her to meetings with the delegates from the old clans. Especially when Gaia wouldn't throw her support behind her.

And all Octavia really wanted to do was spar with Miller, spend time with Niylah, try and make this her new normal. Try and accept this would be where they'd be for the next five years, the same as everyone else.

Her phone had been badly damaged during the conclave. )

[ooc: NFB, NFI, taken from The 100 S5 episode 2.]
okteiviakom: ([neu] open)
Octavia was exhausted.

She was sitting outside the bunker door with Indra. The closed bunker door, the locked bunker door. Skaikru had betrayed them all. Led by Clarke and Jaha, they'd locked themselves in the bunker while the conclave was still going on.

Bellamy was down there with them. She'd spoken to him over the walkies, told him she'd won, that she'd announced they'd share the bunker. He hadn't gone down there willingly: they'd grabbed him off the street and dragged him down. And now he and Abby were their best hope at getting the damn door open again. The black rain was keeping the clans in their safe zones around Polis for now, while Kane and Gaia and the Flamekeeper scouts were stalling everyone who'd been in the tower during the conclave.

It was right as the clans were coming in, right as Octavia was sure they'd have to face the music, that the door finally opened.

She hadn't hugged Bellamy as tightly since before they'd left Fandom.

(But when he said, "I love you so much," she still said nothing.)

The next twenty four hours were a blur. )

[ooc: NFB, NFI, thus concludes The 100 S4, with this post taken from episodes 11-13. Next up, THE REAL FUN BEGINS.]
okteiviakom: ([spec warpaint] crouch)
Octavia hid. )

[ooc: NFB, NFI. Part 2 of 2, taken from The 100 S4 episode 10. Content warning for NPC deaths and graphic violence.

This episode is called Die All, Die Merrily, and it's The Hunger Games a battle royale, so.]
okteiviakom: ([neu warpaint] I mean it)
Wasn't really a war Octavia found in Polis. It was a conclave, like the ones they used to use for choosing a new commander. One warrior per clan, in a fight to the death. No guns. The clan whose champion was the last person standing would take the fallout shelter, a bunker underneath Polis, built by a doomsday cult before the first Praimfaya. Other clans would perish.

The timeline of the oncoming apocalypse had shifted. They didn't have months left, they had days. And Skaikru had no fighters trained in hand-to-hand combat, no champion with a fraction of a chance of winning against the best of the other clans.

Enter Octavia.

The Flamekeepers were presiding over this, the final conclave. )

[ooc: NFB, NFI. Taken from The 100 S4 episode 10. Part 1 of 2. Surprisingly no violence in this one!]
okteiviakom: ([neu] tribe leader)
The relief offered by Pike's death was short-lived. Octavia still wanted Lincoln back.

She still wanted Duke back.

She wanted everyone back.

But all the multiverse seemed to want from her was for her to steel herself. And the world around her was dying. )

[ooc: NFB, NFI. Summarized from The 100 S4 episodes 1-4. Content warning for violence and death and all that good stuff. I'm sorry, this is a very depressing canon.]
okteiviakom: ([neg] cold cold heart)
In the end, the key to coming up with a new plan was that they ran into Roan, the king of Azgeda, on their way to Arkadia. Or, really, it turned out he'd been tracking Clarke for a while in the hopes of securing the Flame for his people.

They dragged him back to Arkadia with them. Convinced him to help, because now that Polis had fallen to ALIE, they needed him to get into the city and capture the false commander, Ontari, from the middle of thousands of people whose minds were linked.

They left Jasper, Harper, Raven and Monty behind to do the kind of computer stuff Octavia wouldn't even pretend to understand. The rest of them went to Polis, and split up: Roan took Clarke in through the main gate, pretending he'd taken her as his prisoner, while the rest of them snuck in to one of the buildings overlooking the square in the middle of Polis, right by the tower where the commanders lived.

The whole city was creepy. )

[ooc: NFB, NFI, etc. Taken from The 100 S3 episodes 15 and 16, plus a little bit at the end from S4 episode 1! Content warning for violence and cold-blooded murder of an NPC.]
okteiviakom: ([neg] cold cold heart)
The journey to Polis wasn't a comfortable one. Not when you spent it bound and gagged and tossed over the back of a horse, like Octavia had. But she was learning to welcome the discomfort, almost crave it. She hurt all over, every step the horse took on uneven ground making the side of her head throb, and her ribs ache when the phone in the inside pocket of her jacket (yes, it was dead, but she couldn't, wouldn't let it go) pressed into them.

And all she could think was, Good.

In the end, Semet didn't get what he wanted. He presented her to Lexa as a war criminal, brought there to bear witness to the crimes of her people. )

[ooc: NFB, NFI, etc. Taken from The 100 S3 episode 7.]

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