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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okteiviakom

"Mmm," Octavia hummed, perhaps more for the kiss than the comment. "It's something to think about."

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my_own_advocate

"But not tonight," Lucifer said. He let out a loud, satisfied sigh. "Mm, look at this view."

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okteiviakom

Octavia rested her head against his shoulder, and gave a little sigh of her own, though much quieter and softer.

"Yeah."

Few things were as pleasing a view to her as the way light caught on the water when it was already getting dark.

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my_own_advocate

"We're going to have an excellent dinner in a bit," Lucifer murmured. "I precooked most of it, it just needs heating. So we have a little bit of time to just... enjoy."

This feeling that everything was all right right now. That she was with him, in every way possible.

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okteiviakom

"Enjoy what?"

Maybe she wanted to actually hear him put it into words.

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my_own_advocate

"Being here," Lucifer said softly. "Together. With a view. And no crisis between us."

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okteiviakom

"I'm sure we could make one up if we tried."

She was joking, yes.

(Though not entirely.)

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my_own_advocate

Lucifer huffed. "Let's not try," he said. "I don't want to ruin dinner." He turned his head and nuzzled her hair.

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okteiviakom

"I didn't have anything ready to go, anyway," Octavia murmured.

She got all soft at nuzzling, who would've thought?

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my_own_advocate

"Good." Lucifer said. Smiling. "How was your Sunday, darling?"

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okteiviakom

Snort.

"Should we just skip to the part where you say 'descriptive as always' as if you were expecting something else?"

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my_own_advocate

"No, because rituals are important," Lucifer huffed, like they didn't know she valued rituals greatly.

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okteiviakom

"It was fine," Octavia relented, faintly amused. "My Sunday was fine."

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my_own_advocate

"Descriptive as always," Lucifer said, smiling.

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okteiviakom

Octavia snorted.

"Good, now we can move on."

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my_own_advocate

"You're just no fun," Lucifer sighed, still smiling.

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okteiviakom

"Of course I'm not," Octavia replied easily. "But you already knew that."

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my_own_advocate

"I forget," Lucifer murmured. "Are you allowed to swim yet?"

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okteiviakom

Octavia's lips curved faintly.

"I am."

(The tiny scar from the removal of her old implant and the insertion of a new one - neither of which she'd told them about - had been a lot faster to heal than the wound from the gun, go figure.)