Samsara, Sunday Evening
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my_own_advocateIt 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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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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Date: 7 Jun 2022 12:12 (UTC)He just hoped they could clear the air enough to enjoy it.
But for now, he took the two ornate bowls - all pretty colors, like a blurred rainbow - and filled each with three scoops: mango, cherry, lemon sorbet. (They tasted good. He'd made them, after all. Nothing store-bought for his people.)
And so he returned to the deck not long after. "Here we are," he said, holding one bowl out for her.
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Date: 7 Jun 2022 13:04 (UTC)She cleared her throat. "You even brought bowls?"
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Date: 7 Jun 2022 13:12 (UTC)no subject
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Date: 7 Jun 2022 15:04 (UTC)Her tone made him sound subdued in turn.
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Date: 7 Jun 2022 15:09 (UTC)She needed to get out of this funk. "What are the flavors?"
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Date: 7 Jun 2022 15:13 (UTC)no subject
Date: 7 Jun 2022 15:16 (UTC)"Oh," she murmured, "they sound nice."
She was going to go for the... mango, first.
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Date: 7 Jun 2022 15:30 (UTC)no subject
Date: 7 Jun 2022 15:35 (UTC)Well.
This first bite was definitely mango-y.
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Date: 7 Jun 2022 15:42 (UTC)He made a soft noise when he took the first bite of cherry. Nothing like an explosion of flavor to save you from your woes.
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Date: 7 Jun 2022 15:57 (UTC)"Yeah," she murmured, "it's really good."
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Date: 7 Jun 2022 16:02 (UTC)no subject
Date: 7 Jun 2022 16:04 (UTC)Look, a joke! Even if it was a feeble one.
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Date: 7 Jun 2022 16:17 (UTC)no subject
Date: 7 Jun 2022 16:49 (UTC)It was clear from context, more or less, but... If she could get him talking, even for a little bit, about something he'd enjoyed a long time ago, then maybe it would also help draw her a little more squarely into the now.
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Date: 7 Jun 2022 16:55 (UTC)He smiled.
"You'd walk the streets of India and there would be a kulfiwallah on every other corner," he said. "I liked the pistachio one the best. It had the most vivid flavor. I must have eaten several dozen before I was herded back to Hell."
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Date: 7 Jun 2022 17:29 (UTC)"It sounds good," Octavia murmured. "Like something I would like to try."
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Date: 7 Jun 2022 17:31 (UTC)no subject
Date: 7 Jun 2022 17:38 (UTC)A shameless prompt, yes.
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Date: 7 Jun 2022 17:42 (UTC)He held the phone out to her.
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Date: 7 Jun 2022 18:18 (UTC)"Is there music?"
Of course she'd ask.
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Date: 7 Jun 2022 18:24 (UTC)no subject
Date: 7 Jun 2022 18:29 (UTC)"It sounds beautiful."
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Date: 7 Jun 2022 18:38 (UTC)(no subject)
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