The Beach, Sunday Early Evening

[okteiviakom]

Octavia spent so much time by the water for boat reasons these days that she hadn't really come out to the beach by herself in a while. Tonight, though, she'd been taking a walk, and had found herself drawn to it, just to sit a while.

It was her favorite spot of beach on the whole island. Out from where Pie Lane met Serendipity, where she could sit on the sand and see the lighthouse. She'd read up on its purpose sometime in the last few months, as she tried to learn a little more about sailing, and so she knew now its job was to guide and protect people.

She didn't know why that seemed to speak to her on a level that wasn't just the obvious, but she figured one of these days she might want to visit it, see what it was like on the inside.

But not now. She was too busy watching a few porgs bumbling around in the sand. She would've sworn one of them was trying to show off some yoga moves.

[ooc: Open, duh. Last chance at catching her for the next seven years month or so.]

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[my_own_advocate]

"I swear, your pirate just spreads these things wherever he goes," Lucifer commented, strolling at about a foot's width away from the actual sand along the beach.

[okteiviakom]

"My pirate didn't even bring them here," Octavia replied, glancing over, "Rey did."

But they did seem to love Duke most of all.

[my_own_advocate]

"I'm sure," Lucifer said, sounding dubious, to say the least, and paused. "And yet. Here they are. Stalking you now, apparently."

[okteiviakom]

"They were already here when I got here," Octavia replied. But, after a beat, she had to amend it with, "Just not at this particular spot."

One of the porgs burbled inquisitively up at Lucifer.

[my_own_advocate]

"Mhm," Lucifer said. "Yes, that would be the operative bit, wouldn't it?"

[okteiviakom]

Octavia reached out to corral the burbler with her arm when it looked like it was about to come investigate Lucifer a little more closely.

She looked like she did it without second thought, like she did it all the time.

"I suppose."

[my_own_advocate]

"So why the far-away zen porg look today?" Lucifer asked, waving vaguely at the beach. And her.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia shrugged, as the porg hopped onto her knee.

"No reason," she said. "I was just passing by. And I hadn't come here in a while."

[my_own_advocate]

"Not a big fan of yoga, then?" Lucifer asked.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's smile was as tiny as it was faintly amused.

"This is not the yoga spot."

This one was hers.

[my_own_advocate]

"I've only been here for the yoga once, I don't know about spots," Lucifer said, waving that off. "It's all... sandy regardless."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia shrugged. "Well, this isn't where yoga happens." She was a lot more particular about geography than he was, okay? "But I do sometimes go to that."

[my_own_advocate]

Now, Lucifer was particular about it in his own way!

... in that he didn't care what the geography was beyond how it could carry him from his club to his home to someone else's bed.

"Now I'm starting to regret not going more often," said the man who had only gone to ogle Duke the one time.

[okteiviakom]

"Weren't you there just to look at the pretty?"

Well, Duke had mentioned something about how maybe he should have tipped.

"Think you can do that just fine in other places around the island."

[my_own_advocate]

"See, looking at pretty people is one thing," Lucifer said, very seriously, grin big. "Looking at pretty people bending in interesting ways is quite another."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia snorted. "Think you could probably get that elsewhere, too."

[my_own_advocate]

"Not a stone's throw from my house!"

[okteiviakom]

"What, Lucifer Morningstar can't get people to come bend at his house?"

She was going to have to re-evaluate everything she thought she knew about him!

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer rolled his eyes. "That takes more effort," he said. "Unless it's Seivarden, and bendiness is not really her major drawing power."

[okteiviakom]

"Everything takes effort," Octavia retorted. "That's how the world works."

[my_own_advocate]

"Nooo," Lucifer said, shaking his head. "That just means you're doing it wrong. Specifically, you are doing things that feel like effort, which is wrong."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia rolled her eyes as she leaned back on her hands.

"So surprising you'd say that."

It was not.

[my_own_advocate]

"What, do you want to feel like everything you do is a colossal slog?"

[okteiviakom]

Octavia snorted. "No. But it's not always a choice."

[my_own_advocate]

"But a great deal of the time, it is," Lucifer said, nodding and grinning, "Glad we agree in the end."