Octavia Blake (
okteiviakom) wrote in
fandomtownies2019-11-17 04:48 pm
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
Entry tags:
The Streets of Fandom, Late Sunday Morning
Bellamy had not taken well to Octavia's disappearing act on Friday. There'd been kind of an argument over it, actually, because come ooooooon, Bel, she'd already been here a bunch of times and nothing had happened to her! And she usually never got to go anywhere on her won, because she never got to go anywhere at all! It wasn't fair!
There'd maybe been some tears, actually.
But she'd stuck around him for all of Saturday because she hated making him worry.
... But then Bellamy had slept in on Sunday and experience had taught her it might be the last day, and Friday had been fine and so she'd snuck out again, still wearing a jacket that was too big for her and that had a small stuffed bunny peering out from one of the pockets, though the pockets weren't filled with cookies anymore.
Because there were also a couple of sandwiches in there. Along with all the cookies, because, cookies.
And now she was just roaming the streets around the island with no particular destination in mind. Sometimes, she hid behind corners when she saw strangers coming down the street - because while she thought she was safe, unfamiliar adults still kind of concerned her - but mostly she was just excitedly peering in through shop windows, occasionally ducking with a tiny 'eep!' when she caught someone actually looking back out at her.
[ooc: Open streets, open post!]
There'd maybe been some tears, actually.
But she'd stuck around him for all of Saturday because she hated making him worry.
... But then Bellamy had slept in on Sunday and experience had taught her it might be the last day, and Friday had been fine and so she'd snuck out again, still wearing a jacket that was too big for her and that had a small stuffed bunny peering out from one of the pockets, though the pockets weren't filled with cookies anymore.
Because there were also a couple of sandwiches in there. Along with all the cookies, because, cookies.
And now she was just roaming the streets around the island with no particular destination in mind. Sometimes, she hid behind corners when she saw strangers coming down the street - because while she thought she was safe, unfamiliar adults still kind of concerned her - but mostly she was just excitedly peering in through shop windows, occasionally ducking with a tiny 'eep!' when she caught someone actually looking back out at her.
[ooc: Open streets, open post!]
no subject
You know. Somehow.
So he has to get in his last free wheeling wandering today. And get some supplies together and find somewhere to sleep that wasn’t the boat so the weird old guy wouldn’t know where to find him and make him go to school.
“Hey, Cookie Girl,” he called when he spotted Octavia. “You running away again?”
no subject
Octavia's settings were stuck at 'excited' right now, sorry. Hence the beaming - and the rather elaborate gesturing at the latest window she'd been peering in. "What do you think this place is?"
She wasn't ignoring the question on purpose. She'd just found Wonka's, just now, and everything she could see through the window was bright and inviting and honestly kind of distracting.
no subject
“. . . A candy store?”
no subject
"Ooh!" she said. Before kind of a really long pause. "I... don't know what that is."
Bellamy had wisely tried to limit her excessive sugar intake to just the Oreos.
no subject
"You don't know what a candy store is?" Duke asked, appalled for her. He was definitely going to punch that Bellamy guy in the nuts before he left. "Do you want to go in and find out?"
no subject
She chewed on her lip as she cast a quick glance through the window at the unfamiliar grown-up behind the counter, then shook her head quickly. "I dunno if I should."
no subject
Bellamy.
". . . What if you had a disguise?"
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
no subject
Point was, he was bored, but not comfortably bored like he was used to, and so he was just sort of wandering around the island, looking for something interesting to do or going on, and that was when he came across the girl with the cookies ducking behind a corner as some people passed. He sort of watched those people as they passed him, too, not being very subtle about it, thinking they just looked like normal people, and then he shrugged and, as he got closer to the cookie girl, he lifted a hand to his mouth and called out.
"Oi! Octavia-chan! What's with the hiding?"
Which was...probably not very helpful to her hiding, there, Shunsui, good job. Very helpful.
no subject
No, wait. That was exactly what it did.
And not only that, but she retreated further behind the corner, trying to flatten herself against the wall as she scrunched her eyes closed and muttered to herself, "I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid --"
no subject
And so he poked his head around the corner and into her hiding spot, and tried again.
"Hey, why're you hiding?"
At least this time, he did ask in a whisper?
no subject
Okay. Okay. It was still the kid with the pork buns, it was fine. Not that you could tell by her deep frown or the obvious worry in her hushed voice.
"There were people."
no subject
no subject
"No."
That was the whole problem.
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
Seivarden
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
no subject
because there kept being things to ping into, which was how she ended up walking down the streets for a while.Maybe she was keeping an eye out for people she might know. Maybe.
no subject
Well, she thought it was careful, anyway. It didn't keep her hidden as well as she perhaps thought or was hoping it did.
no subject
She kept walking, slowing down when she got to that corner, and said loudly, "Oh, I hope there aren't any kids waiting to scare me around here."
no subject
What she'd said didn't really make Octavia feel like she'd pulled off her hiding very well, but she could still hope, right?
no subject
Rey stopped before the corner, not wanting to scare her by just appearing, and said, "Hi there. My name's Rey. Do you need help?"
no subject
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
no subject
"'lo," he mumbled to Octavia when he spotted her.
no subject
Actually those were action figures and it was a comic book store. But they were all toys to her.
no subject
no subject
She'd really liked the women with capes.
no subject
no subject
And clearly you should, because she was practically bouncing in place. "I can show you!"
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)