Outside JGoB, Sunday Afternoon

[okteiviakom]

This place smelled amazing. Octavia had to get in there. In fact, she'd already tried just sauntering in on her tiny raccoon feet, but had been rudely rebuffed and escorted back outside. With a broom.

She could tell, though, that the humans coming out of the place - with no interaction with a broom - were first going in with little shiny things in their hands. Shiny thing went in, the good-smelling things came out.

So, she was very meticulously, one by one, bringing a small pile of shiny things right outside the bakery. Loose change, candy wrappers, random little screws from the junkyard. They were great shiny things! She should get the delicious things in return!

So far, it did not seem to be working.

[ooc: Yes I am trying to play at least a little bit. Open!]

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[betterthanaplan]

So it was pretty useless trying to keep Octavia on the Rouge. Duke worked that out pretty quickly. That didn't mean he didn't still worry about her wandering around the island on her own. And it definitely didn't mean he wouldn't go looking for her when she did.

"There you are," he said, heading over at a half-jog. "The hell are you hoarding now?"

[okteiviakom]

Where had she even found a thimble?

Regardless, that was what Octavia dropped onto the pile before looking up at Duke and chittering inquisitively. (Maybe. She was a raccoon, after all.)

[betterthanaplan]

Duke dropped into a crouch for a closer look.

"You are going to get us fined for littering."

[okteiviakom]

It was an impressive pile of shiny things, really. There was no way all those items were from this street, speaking to her commitment.

Octavia nudged them all a little closer together, then looked up towards the door.

[betterthanaplan]

Duke reached out to sift through the pile. "At least tell me you got a trooper badge in here somewhere."

[okteiviakom]

As a matter of fact, there was one buried in there! It was one of the first offerings she'd gathered, because it was very shiny.

Octavia made some noises at him, then nudged at his hand with her nose.

[betterthanaplan]

Duke held his hand very still. He wasn't quite sure if he was more worried about her acting like a wild animal, or acting like a pissed off Octavia.

[okteiviakom]

And Octavia just sort of headbutted his hand, before going back to shoving at the pile.

As if making it look bigger would be the key to the nice-smelling things.

[betterthanaplan]

Duke pulled his hand back and watched her with a fond smile.

"At least you seem to be enjoying yourself."

[okteiviakom]

He'd told her once he thought she liked animals better than people. It was entirely possible she also preferred being one.

Octavia used her small raccoon hands to pick up one of the candy wrappers - very shiny, and it made a crinkly sound - and held it out towards him. Maybe he could make it turn into the delicious things...?

[betterthanaplan]

Duke took it carefully. "Thank you?"

He would not at all be surprised to learn she preferred to be an animal. He was pretty sure he would, too.

[okteiviakom]

The shiny thing carefully deposited onto his hand, Octavia moved over to the door and clawed at it.

Because he would have to go in, see.

[betterthanaplan]

"I'm pretty sure raccoons aren't allowed in most dining establishments," Duke said. "Luke's aside."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer had not made any active attempts to find the raccoon since Friday, no, for reasons that were private and his own and he would rather die than address if he could at all help it.

So of course the raccoon stood between him and pastries.

"Miss Raccoontavia," he said, pained.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia made raccoon noises at him.

Did he have shiny things? Because clearly her pile needed to be bigger.

[my_own_advocate]

"No," Lucifer said, holding up his fingers to ward off the tiny raccoon thing as he tried to circle around her.

[okteiviakom]

Unfortunately Octavia took this as him trying to possibly move on her pile of shiny things.

So she also moved, to continue blocking his way.

[my_own_advocate]

"Must you?" Lucifer asked her pointedly. "We can live in harmony and all that nonsense, just get out of my way."

[okteiviakom]

There was a lot of chittering.

She'd worked hard for those shiny things!

[my_own_advocate]

"I'm not interested," Lucifer said, and stepped back in the direction that he'd come from.

Maybe if he circled her in the opposite direction?

[okteiviakom]

Yeahhhh.

She was just going to move the other way, too. Sorry, Luce.

[my_own_advocate]

"Really?" Lucifer asked, exasperated. "How many times have I fed you, you eyeliner-splattered rat?"

[okteiviakom]

That was the past, Lucifer, this was the now!

Octavia settled protectively in front of her pile and made warning noises at him.

[my_own_advocate]

"I don't want your junk," Lucifer said flatly, "I want to go buy pastries."

Ah, screw it. He advanced on the rat.

... carefully.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia rose onto her hind legs.

Just in case.