my_own_advocate | Samsara, Sunday Evening

It wasn't a great idea to keep sticking to old traditions to the letter, Lucifer and Octavia had found last weekend. And so Lucifer had suggested something else for this Sunday night.

Samsara.

It was a place where she felt safe. And it could-- go somewhere else, for a nice change of scenery. "Should we take her to the back of the preserve? Or head further along the coast?" Lucifer asked, as he hopped aboard, basket of food in hand.

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Octavia was in the process of evicting a few porgs off the boat, for no other reason than that porgs and Lucifer didn't tend to mix.

She looked up. "Maybe the coast? Haven't been in a while."

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"We can find a nice little bay or abandoned beach to park near," Lucifer said approvingly. "All right, let's do that."

He slipped past her and into the bowels of the ship to go put the food away.

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okteiviakom

Octavia watched him go with a little huff.

Then she went to do all of the things she needed to do before they could go without trying to take the docks with them.

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my_own_advocate

She and Duke were good at that sort of thing, getting boats to do things properly. Lucifer was better at this: storing food in various places in Octavia's tiny kitchen so he could find it again later.

When he reappeared on deck, he was holding something rather less edible - a string of lights.

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okteiviakom

Octavia was already sitting behind the wheel, checking various things as he came back up. She glanced back, and noted the lights.

"Did you bring -- what's the word? Ambiance?"

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my_own_advocate

"I did," Lucifer affirmed. "If we're going to have an evening boat trip, it deserves something a little extra."

Like lights, which he was now wrapping around the supports of the upper cabin.

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okteiviakom

"And here I thought you were the little extra."

That worked, sure. Her faint smirk sold it.

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my_own_advocate

"Oh no," Lucifer said, smirking, as he plugged in the lights. "I'm the a lot extra."

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okteiviakom

"Of course," Octavia said, a little more distracted and soft than the teasing tone she'd been going for, simply because she'd looked up at the lights. "My mistake."

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"I also brought some candles, but I figured those are best saved for when we're actually still again somewhere," Lucifer said, following her glance up. "Do you like them?"

Sorry, Tavi, but Lucifer had left the Rouge today fully intending to nest the shit out of your boat.

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okteiviakom

It was a risky thing, what with how... particular Octavia could be about her space. But then again, what wasn't?

And so far, he was doing well.

"They're very pretty," she said, with a soft curve to her lips.

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my_own_advocate

He had planned to forwarn her of any changes, this time. So she could say no.

"Good," Lucifer said, smiling. "I'd like this ship to be a bit of a cosy home for us tonight."

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okteiviakom

The feeling that brought on in Octavia was complicated. But not in a bad way, for once.

"Is that so?"

She didn't sound like she planned to object.

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"Yes," Lucifer said, "So I brought some more things. Pillows and such. More lights. And the candles. But-- only if you like any of them, of course. You can pick."

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okteiviakom

"You brought pillows?"

Why was she even asking? He was a lot extra, after all.

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"I mean, your bed is fine as-is," Lucifer said lightly, "But it could be... comfier."

They were also very pretty pillows.

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"Uh huh," Octavia said. "As long as we still fit in it."

Wasn't that the important part.

"So are you done decorating for the moment?" she added, turning back to her dashboard. "Do you want to sit down so we can go?"

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"I can return to it when we get to... wherever we're going," Lucifer confirmed. "As for whether I'm ready..." He stepped up behind her, sliding a casual arm around her waist, and kissed her cheek. "...Now I am."

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"You've gone soft."

He'd been this soft with her for a long time, now. And her teasing was pretty soft in its own right.

A flick here, a press of a button there, and the engine whirred to life. Then the boat began to pull away from its slip.

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"How dare you," Lucifer said, without heat.

Once the engine started purring, he pulled away to go find himself a seat. And sat down. "Let your gut feeling take us where we need to go."

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okteiviakom

"You know I dare just fine."

Just as fine as she was now steering them away from the port.

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"Incorrigible," Lucifer sighed, and looked aside at the water.

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okteiviakom

Octavia's gaze was cast towards the horizon. As she quieted down to focus on the task at hand, she was mapping things out in her head. Where to go, how to get there.

What she wanted.

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And Lucifer just... watched. Occasionally taking a sip from his flask, but mainly just captivated by the certainty in her movements.

He did enjoy being on Samsara. It was so... her.

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okteiviakom

Octavia had really taken to every aspect of owning a boat, hadn't she? Both having her own space (finally), as well as just putting her all into learning how to care for it - and how to sail with it.

Like right now. Calm, and quiet, and at ease with the way the Samsara glid along the water.

Eventually, she spotted a long stretch of beach in the distance. Began steering them towards it.

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