Lucifer's Mansion, Wednesday Afternoon

[my_own_advocate]

That whole awkward mess yesterday had ended in Lucifer inviting Octavia over because, well. Because he felt horrifically guilty, and having long emotional chats wasn't really something he was good at when he wasn't in the middle of his own (Eric's) bloody club.

Also, generally, spending time with people went down more smoothly when there were hot tubs involved.

Either way, he was awake and upright. Hadn't bothered to pull on a suit jacket or anything else over his crisp black shirt because, well, this wasn't exactly a formal occasion.

... which hadn't stopped him from getting snacks delivered and breaking out the brandy, mind you. Either way. He was home.

[[ for her ]]

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[okteiviakom]

"Probably," Octavia rasped.

But he was one of a very select few arond whom Octavia could even close her eyes for any significant length of time, in the first place.

Figured it'd be easy to forget she still couldn't relax much.

She sipped her brandy, and shook her head. Just a tiny bit, and mostly at herself.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer reached out a hand above the water, eyebrows raised.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia glanced over.

And sighed, softly.

And then reached out to take his hand.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer gave her hand a squeeze as soon as he had it. "I meant it, Octavia," he said softly, catching her gaze. "Give yourself a break. You're human. That's a good thing."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia gave him a wry look. "You're the last person who gets to remind me of that."

Or maybe he was exactly the right person to do so.

[my_own_advocate]

"I'm the best person to remind you of that, because I'm not human," Lucifer said, amused.

[okteiviakom]

The best Octavia could do was give his hand a small tug. It was the Octavia-appropriate alternative sticking out her tongue at him, or anything similar that she wouldn't do.

"Sure."

[my_own_advocate]

"Yes, yes, I'm fond of you too," Lucifer said, smirking a little bit. Not in a mean-spirited way. Just... amused.

[okteiviakom]

"I know."

Fuck your smirking, Lucifer, that was how you got her to hit you with sincerity.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer gave her hand one more squeeze before he let it go.

"And I'm proud of you," he said, smirk fading away, "Even if you aren't."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's fingers brushed against his as she drew her hand back. And, yeah, see, she would start feeling proud of her progress once her eyes would stop stinging all the time.

Like right now.

"Mochof."

She didn't know what to do with that. But she could acknowledge that some part of her thought it felt good.

[my_own_advocate]

"Look at Octavia, all overcome," Lucifer teased gently. "How about we leave that behind us and you tell me a good story about... something I wasn't around for."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia pulled a face. Which on most people would have barely counted as a twitch.

"You're going to have to narrow it down further," she drawled. "I'm not as good as some people at pulling out good stories."

[my_own_advocate]

"All right, let's make this a quiz," Lucifer mused. "What do you have happier stories about? The past seven years, Fandom, or the years before then?"

[okteiviakom]

"Fandom."

Was it sad she didn't even have to think about it?

[my_own_advocate]

"Then pick a story from Fandom that makes you happy," Lucifer said, smiling a bit. "Not asking for your darkest secrets here, dear."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's drawl was dry again. "Not my fault I have more of those than I do happy stories."

She was trying to think, though.

[my_own_advocate]

"Hardly blaming you," Lucifer said easily, "I mean, I'd ask for one of those, if you wanted to tell them, but that seems a bit unfair."

[okteiviakom]

"I end up telling those enough as it is."

Because so many things just circled back to darkness.

[my_own_advocate]

"So pick something good," Lucifer said, "I beg you."

[okteiviakom]

"Don't rush me and I will," Octavia retorted, and went so far as to actually 'shhh' him.

Just a little.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer laughed, and splashed a little water at her before he settled in to wait as ordered.

[okteiviakom]

Hot.

Octavia rolled her eyes at him. Then her features smoothed out again as she thought it over.

A happy story. Right.

Took a while, but eventually, she asked, "Duke or Magnus?"

Look at her, she'd come up with options.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer tilted his head. "Duke," he said after a moment.

Magnus was a bit like a child, so.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia had also been more or less avoiding Magnus since she'd gotten back, so maybe not going for him was the best.

She sighed quietly as she leaned back, her eyes on the view as she began to talk. "This happened at your club, although I don't think it was your club yet," she said. "I can't remember why I came by, but I know I stayed because of the axe range, 'cause it was a new thing."

And she would always be drawn to throwing sharp things.

"And I was probably having a soda or something because I wasn't old enough to get booze yet --" Which she still considered a dumb rule, but whatever. "-- when this guy came up to me. Tall. Floppy hair, brown eyes. Smiling."