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Lucifer and Octavia had their Sunday rituals down to a T. And that-- well, that made Lucifer a bit contrarian, at times. There was nothing wrong with their tradition, healing as it was, but doing the same thing over and over again wasn't always that exciting.

And, all right. Perhaps he was still processing his own healing breakdown a week after the fact.

So he'd promised Octavia a surprise. Shown up with some take out bags and a smile.

She'd probably figured out where they were going well before the first trees came into view. It was a bit chilly, that couldn't be helped, but still: Lucifer thought the ambiance would help. "Almost there."

[[ for her ]]

Date: 22 Mar 2022 09:46 (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([pos] lightest you'll ever be)
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And Octavia just found herself snickering some more, her face turned against the crook of his neck.

Date: 22 Mar 2022 10:25 (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([pos] downwardly amused maybe)
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There wasn't much 'closer' left for her to go, anymore. She was there, snug in his arms.

Though as her laughter died down again, she was slowly turning her head, to take a peek at the view.

Date: 22 Mar 2022 10:40 (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([neu] a change of scene)
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Octavia was looking down towards the ground. Even if it made her feel a little woozy to do so.

"Yeah," she murmured.

Date: 22 Mar 2022 10:52 (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([neu] neutral ground)
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"It's just so... empty."

Even with her hesitation, that still didn't feel like the right word. Octavia frowned gently to herself, trying to think of another one.

Date: 22 Mar 2022 11:51 (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([neu] hope)
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"Yeah," Octavia murmured. "I just mean like..."

Like they were a little closer to space than to the ground, somehow.

"There's nothing up here but us."

Date: 22 Mar 2022 20:06 (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([neu] a change of scene)
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"Not even birds, right now," Octavia said, tipping her head against his shoulder a little.

She paused.

"Unless you count."

(Maybe she was getting over some of the initial shock of being up here.)

Date: 22 Mar 2022 20:22 (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([pos] oof)
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Octavia snorted.

"Is that so?"

Date: 22 Mar 2022 22:14 (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([pos] pallas athene)
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"Foshou," Octavia replied, "sora."

Date: 23 Mar 2022 07:46 (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([pos] but I do)
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"And yet you're perched in a tree," Octavia replied, unrepentant. "Like a bird."

Date: 23 Mar 2022 08:08 (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([pos] gentle ribbing)
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"On a branch." A beat. "Like a bird."

Date: 23 Mar 2022 08:39 (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([neu] yeah but like)
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Octavia finally relented, tipping her head against his shoulder again.

"I like birds," she murmured. "So does Duke."

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