okteiviakom: ([spec] chill reading)
Octavia and Duke's zoo trip had been nice. And now they were hoping the dinner that was about to cap their devilless outing would be good, too.

As with all the previous dinners on this vacation, they'd skipped dining at the actual restaurant, but they'd been by one to pick up a whole bunch of things in picnic-sized portions to try from their menu. Now, all of their various containers were spread across a blanket on the beach, just waiting to be tasted.

And, at the far end of the spread, there was a sloth plush. Because there just was. Sometimes these things just happened.

"I've already forgotten what half these things are," Octavia admitted as she settled down onto the blanket, and reached for one of the containers near her.

[ooc: NFB, for the guy.]
okteiviakom: ([neu] I am always right)
Far away from Fandom collectively heaving a sigh of relief, the sailboat vacation was still going well. Even if not all parts of it really counted as vacationing - meaning that Octavia had gotten up early, this morning, to account for the time difference between San Diego and New York. Wasn't going to take a break from therapy just because she was on the opposite coast, not with the way the past couple of months had gone.

And much like on Tuesday, it had been... a little easier than several of the sessions in the very recent past. Even with the video chat aspect, which she wasn't entirely comfortable with. But, clearly enough.

They'd talked about this trip. And tattoos.

And grief.

And now all of that was done, and she made her way across the boat again, and leaned in the master bedroom door, seeing if the guys were still sleeping.

[ooc: NFB, open for the boys that are here, and calls/texts.]
okteiviakom: ([spec] sleep forever)
Much like she had on their first night on the rental boat, last night Octavia had gone to bed in her own cabin, practically clean across the boat from the guys.

But it was not where she was waking up. No, because unlike the first night, she'd found herself laying awake in the middle of the night, thinking about how stupid she was for still doing this here, when she wasn't even getting the benefit of the comfort of the Samsara out of it.

So without ceremony, she'd made her way through the dark and quiet of the ship and crawled into bed with Duke and Lucifer - on the latter's side of the bed, just because that was where there'd been the most room to take over.

And that was where she was softly stirring now, curled up against Lucifer.

Hope the Devil enjoyed his unexpected reign of the middle spot.

[ooc: NFB, for the two.]

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