my_own_advocate | Isla San Pedro, Chile, Thursday Evening

As always, the weather in Isla San Pedro improved markedly when the trio arrived, not too long before sunset. Lucifer didn't notice the change, happy as he was to return here. Especially with Duke's recent state of mind, a place to rest with few to no responsibilities seemed--

Well, perfect.

Shortly after arrival, he made good on his promise to Octavia: he set up a little campfire on the beach, brought out some pillows for everyone to sit on, and fish and vegetables to roast over the fire.

"I also brought some Turkish tea for us to heat up," he announced, flopping down on a pillow whilst brandishing a box.

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From:

betterthanaplan

"Sounds like a solid plan," Duke said.

And if he spent at least some of that time stoned as well, well. At least he wouldn't be drunk?

From:

okteiviakom

Baby steps, or something.

Octavia's attention had already slid towards the food waiting to be roasted. (Or she was not looking to state any of her potentially complicated feelings.) "So what've you got?"

From:

my_own_advocate

When didn't she have potentially complicated feelings about simple things?

"I figured I'd get some fresh fish, so I had the trout brought in from the mainland," Lucifer said, pointing at the fish sitting on plates not far from them. "The idea is to put them on sticks and hold them over the fire. Otherwise, well, I have a spread of vegetables, and ingredients for s'mores... and I brought a selection of special brownies, but we don't need to partake tonight."

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betterthanaplan

"Maybe we can do some of our own fishing in the next few days," Duke said, reaching for a stick so he could get a fish started. "Or . . . I guess I can. I know you're not into that, Luce."

From:

okteiviakom

Octavia couldn't help her tiny snort. "So I'm not even in the running?"

From:

my_own_advocate

"I enjoy sitting with you while you fish," Lucifer added. "Especially if Octavia's also there."

From:

betterthanaplan

“I didn’t want to assume,” Duke told her. “I know more about Luce’s feelings on the subject than yours.”

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okteiviakom

"I'm the one who's fished with you before. But maybe that wasn't clear enough?"

Just soft teasing.

From:

my_own_advocate

"Really, I should be more offended," Lucifer added. "I've volunteered to come sit with you while you fished. Repeatedly."

From:

betterthanaplan

“So . . . I offended you both,” Duke said with a wry sigh. “Right on schedule.”

From:

okteiviakom

"Wrong," Octavia replied, putting all her effort into not sighing in response. Or showing what she might have been thinking about hin landing on that takeaway from this in any other way, either. "What you've done is secure everyone's company for fishing."

From:

my_own_advocate

"What she said," Lucifer agreed. "Now you're stuck with us on your next fishing adventure."

From:

betterthanaplan

“Ah! So my evil plan worked, then!”

He was laying it on a touch thick, yes, but he was trying to keep the mood up.

Especially his own.

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okteiviakom

"Well, it's not your first scheme."

Would that help? Referring back to very old things.

From:

my_own_advocate

Lucifer raised his eyebrows - and then turned his attention to the bowl, which was beginning to steam nicely.

From:

betterthanaplan

“That’s right, I’m an experienced schemer. Like ai gona.”

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okteiviakom

"Don't know if I'd call myself experienced," Octavia replied with a huff. "Been a while since I schemed last."

She'd tried something with his belated birthday, of course, but then they'd ended up opting for something more understated than a trip to Ireland.

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my_own_advocate

"Practice makes perfect," Lucifer agreed. He grabbed a cup, ladling out a nice portion of tea.

From:

betterthanaplan

"So . . . we should practice more schemes, clearly," Duke said cheerfully. He skewered a fish and propped it carefully over the flames to roast. "Any ideas for our next one?"