The Beach, Friday Afternoon

[okteiviakom]

This week still wasn't over. In fact, it seemed to just get more confusing as the days wore on, and Octavia was so, so tired of it. And frustrated, in more ways than just the obvious. And given... just about everything about her, she really only knew of one thing to do: and that was to call up Magnus and meet up on the beach.

With weapons.

So here she was, for the second time this week, on the beach with her sword. And some knives. Waiting.

Pacing a little.

[ooc: Open, O is primarily here for the one mentioned but you can catch her before then if you'd like!]

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[magnusrushesin]

Magnus was more than just a little twitchy himself. But nothing calmed a man down more than playing with his sword.

Playing long and hard.

"This week is getting weird," he announced.

[okteiviakom]

"'Getting'?" Octavia asked, dry and sarcastic.

She was going to be a little snippy and she wasn't apologetic about it in the slightest. This week was horrible.

[magnusrushesin]

"Well, before I was okay," Magnus said, selecting the Chance Lance for this exercise.

Because... You know. 😉😉😉

[okteiviakom]

Octavia squinted at him.

Then shook her head. "Okay."

Then drew her sword.

[magnusrushesin]

"It's because they're phallic," Magnus said helpfully, throwing the spear at her. Both were helpful things.

[okteiviakom]

Only one of those things was helpful, and it was not the one that made her make a face as she blocked the other with her sword.

"Stop."

[magnusrushesin]

"I'm just explaining the joke!" Magnus replied, calling the spear back to him. Because it was a baller weapon like that. He gave it a little twirl before trying to strike her again.

[okteiviakom]

"And it's not helping." Although the way the spear returned to him was a legitimately nice distraction, if briefly.

Her blocking was still somehow shoddier the second time around, though she tried to follow it up with a strike of her own. Lacking in finesse, but she rarely had that. Aggression was her way to go. "I'm having a hard enough time as it is."

[magnusrushesin]

"We can just fight until you feel better," he promised, blocking with a little twirl. "Or until someone passes out."

[okteiviakom]

"One of those is going to happen sooner than the other."

Although she also figured passing out would be its own kind of 'feeling better'.

[magnusrushesin]

"Yaaay!" Magnus said with a little fistpump. "Let's Fight Club this shit."

[okteiviakom]

"You know I don't know what that means."

Usually, she didn't bother saying that anymore. But, with things the way they were, it was an invitation to elaborate, maybe.

While she also lunged at him with her sword again.

[magnusrushesin]

"Well," he said, twisting to let his armor take the hit. "First rule is not to talk about it."

[okteiviakom]

One day, they were going to have to get her some proper armor too.

"The hell kind of a rule is that?"

Don't you dare question classics, O.

[magnusrushesin]

Magnus would totally raid the Fantasy Costco for her next Candlenights.

"It sounds cool?" To teenage boys.