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: ([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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