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The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

The Samsara was still in Baltimore.

And yet Octavia was here. A reminder she couldn't remember setting had popped up on her phone when she'd been at the aquarium - for the third time this week, yeah - and somehow she'd ended up accepting it as the thing she should do today, even though coming back terrified her. Even if it was just for a night. Even if she didn't even tell anyone she was coming back.

Tiny seemed surprised to see her, and she couldn't blame him.

But here she was, behind the bar, after a long absence.

The Devil's Nest was open.

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Mod Tiny, or talk to Octavia ~~in SP~~.

Feeling the need to avoid zombies and possible karaoke this evening, Jessica headed to the Devil's nest and gave a nod acknowledgement/greeting to the woman behind the bar she hadn't seen before. "Bourbon," she requested politely.

Or at least as politely as Jessica could muster.

It was polite enough for Octavia, who'd admittedly never put much stock in politeness in the first place.

(Of course it had to be bourbon, though. Of course.)

She gave the other woman a nod - a bro nod, let's be honest - as she went to pour her drink. There was absolutely no attempt at small talk before she slid the glass in front of her.

"There you go."

"Thanks," Jessica said taking a long sip and sighing appreciatively. "I haven't seen you behind the bar yet. I'm Jessica. I'll be the one turning your drink sales into a profit tonight."

Unless Lucifer showed up.

"Octavia," Octavia said, succinctly. "Been away for a while."

That was definitely an oversimplification.

"Hopefully someplace fun?" Jessica asked. "You missed the whole pony transformation thing."

"Heard about that," Octavia admitted in a drawl, reaching out to put some clean glasses away where they belonged. "Didn't mind missing it, I was a raccoon for a month."

Jessica's eyebrows went up at that. "Ah. Right. I've been at that bar. Not the cleanest place I've ever been to but the beer is decent," she replied. "Or... were you the one being babysat by Duke?"

Octavia's expression went a fraction stonier. Though, honestly, it'd been pretty stony to begin with.

(Wasn't personal, it was just how she was.)

"That one."

Jessica was a fan of stony expressions. It was her own favorite expression.

She finished her drink and motioned for a refill. "Then maybe I need to buy you a drink. I was a pony for two days and wanted to punch someone. Can't imagine how you felt."

The happiest she'd been in years?

Not that Octavia could actually remember more than flashes and impressions of it, and maybe that was a blessing.

"It was fine," she said flatly, going for that refill. "Just ate up a month of my time."

"Just a month," Jessica said flatly. "Clearly I'll need to adjust my definition of normal vs. weird here."

Octavia shrugged one shoulder, just barely. "I've been here for..."

She trailed off. It wasn't as straightforward a thing to count as it might have seemed.

"Three years or so." Close enough. "You get used to it."

Well spending seven years off island when only a month had gone by on the island can be disorienting.

"Three years. Clearly you're a veteran," Jessica noted as she took another gulp of her drink. "I just came here to follow up on a case I had back in New York. Decided to stick around. Not sure I'll be here that long."

"I didn't even plan to come here in the first place."

And then she'd spent a good chunk of those seven years desperately wishing she could get back. But, details.

"I've heard that can happen," Jessica replied, giving Octavia a cursory look. "People from other worlds and time periods just showing up for no particular reason."

Octavia looked perfectly period-appropriate for 2020.

And there was absolutely no telling how she felt about anything when she said, "Happened to me twice."

She was less looking at Octavia's clothing and more for a reaction. Which given Octavia's solemn reaction wasn't much.

"Forced here, went back and then sent back again," Jessica said as she drained her glass. She pursed her lips in thought and gestured for another drink. "I can't even imagine what that might be like."

Duke had entirely lost track of the days (something he blamed on being a pony this weekend, as he tried desperately not to think too hard about the other major event that had happened recently), and wandered into the Devil's Nest expecting to find Lucifer at the piano.

And instead, there was Octavia at the bar.

He stood frozen in the doorway for a moment, just watching her. She was still the most gorgeous woman he'd ever seen, and whatever else he might think or feel about her at any given time, it was a joy just to watch her work.

But the last he'd seen of her, she'd been screaming at him and running away. And while Lucifer said she wanted to talk things out, he was pretty sure a bar was not the place to do it. He'd had enough meltdowns in public in this town already, thanks.

So after a long moment, and a tiny headshake to Tiny to let him know not to pour a bourbon, he darted back out onto the street. Maybe he'd go show up trashed on Lucifer's doorstep in her honor instead.

Do something Octavia's definitely not going to do tonight.

Do something Octavia might do tonight.

Eric's lair.

Major work-related SP from me, but look at me trying to claw my way back into participating!

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