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fandomtownies2020-12-16 08:32 pm
okteiviakom) wrote in fandomtownies2020-12-16 08:32 pm
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The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening
Unlike what some may have expected, Octavia had not gone out in search of a fight (or several) today.
Didn't mean she didn't still have more than a few fresh scrapes on her when she came to work this evening, though. Or that the blades of her knives weren't currently colder than usual to the touch.
Or that there wasn't a part of her aching for her to go looking for a fight.
(Or several.)
But she was here, bartending. Memorizing the shelves, slowly drinking a glass of soda. And trying not to think too much.
Didn't mean she didn't still have more than a few fresh scrapes on her when she came to work this evening, though. Or that the blades of her knives weren't currently colder than usual to the touch.
Or that there wasn't a part of her aching for her to go looking for a fight.
(Or several.)
But she was here, bartending. Memorizing the shelves, slowly drinking a glass of soda. And trying not to think too much.
Have a Drink [DN 12/16]
Dance [DN 12/16]
The Axe Range [DN 12/16]
Back Office [DN 12/16]
Re: Back Office [DN 12/16]
Stupid deer.
OOC [DN 12/16]