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This certainly had been an emotionally eventful week, hadn't it? For the first time since Duke... exploded... Lucifer found himself in a decent mood, sleeping in to just about noon before cooking himself up a ridiculous breakfast.

Then there was coffee, and a still-somewhat-asleep Devil wandering onto the deck with a large mug that read 'Nail Satan' and a blanket slung over his shoulder. He sat down, facing the boardwalk, and stretched his legs out.

Sigh. A content one, for once. Not entirely without underlying strain, still, but close enough.

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Date: 27 Oct 2024 15:08 (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([neu] two seconds from crying)
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There was a brief, odd pause.

And then.

"... It's Sunday."

Date: 27 Oct 2024 15:13 (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([neg] shattering glass)
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Good luck trying to read whatever this look was that Octavia had on her face when she finally looked at him properly again.

Soft, but apprehensive, but lost.

Searching.

Date: 27 Oct 2024 15:19 (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([neg] don't make me beg)
From: [personal profile] okteiviakom
Maybe there was something sad in there, too. Conflicted?

Helpless.

It was a mess and she looked like she might cry, was what it was.

"I --"

Date: 27 Oct 2024 15:26 (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([neg] aww shit)
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Well, Octavia didn't pull away from it, so that was probably a good sign.

She inhaled. Even with that, her voice sounded as strained as it was quiet: "You want to have date night?"

Why the fuck would he not want to, Tavi?

Date: 27 Oct 2024 15:37 (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([neg] shattering glass)
From: [personal profile] okteiviakom
"Oh," Octavia said, very small, like there was something to be surprised about in his reaction, when there wasn't. Give her five to ten minutes to process, and she was going to see what an embarrassingly needless question and a worry that had been.

"I just --" she tried. "You and him --"

Maybe it was already starting to seep in.

Date: 27 Oct 2024 15:47 (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([neg] .5 secs from losing it)
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Using that name was just unfair - or the most right thing he could possibly have done. Depending on your point of view.

Could he tell Octavia had been putting herself under a lot of pressure lately? Because her breath caught, and then there were just tears.

Date: 27 Oct 2024 15:52 (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([neg] crushing)
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The mostly empty cup got shoved haphazardly aside.

Octavia didn't fight the tugging. She went into it like a ragdoll, if anything. (Sobbing, despite her best efforts.)

Date: 27 Oct 2024 16:02 (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([neg] just gonna cry for a bit)
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Maybe helplessness was just natural.

It wasn't supposed to be like this. Octavia was supposed to be stable, solid, able to just take things, whatever came her way. Be osleya again. Wasn't that what was needed of her?

But she was crying helplessly against Lucifer's shoulder instead, her arms winding their way around him to cling.

Date: 27 Oct 2024 16:17 (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([neg] .5 secs from losing it)
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Definitely didn't make the clinging lessen any.

And somewhere in between the sobbing Octavia managed a gasp of, "Skaifaya."

Because this was probably the most Octavia she'd been in weeks.

Date: 27 Oct 2024 16:30 (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([neg] just gonna cry for a bit)
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Octavia tried to take a few deeper breaths, to calm her body down a little, and was mostly successful.

Even if that meant that some clarity regarding the situation was beginning to seep in.

She shuddered.

Date: 27 Oct 2024 16:36 (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([spec linc] head kisses)
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A lot later, preferably?

Octavia's face burned, for reasons she had not yet processed. But she breathed. Slowly in through the nose. Out through the mouth.

As always.

Date: 27 Oct 2024 16:46 (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([spec linc] good luck getting this close)
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It soothed Octavia much more than she could have said, the way she felt the rise and fall of their chests syncing up. Helped her find a slow rhythm, too. And to ease some of the desperation out of her clinging.

Her shoulders had stopped shaking, and the sobs had ceased.

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