The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

[okteiviakom]

All of the ice cubes were various suggestive shapes. Tiny wasn't admitting to anything, but Octavia had her suspicions. While also being vaguely, grudgingly impressed there were so many different fully moddable! ones.

... She was also taking pictures of some of the more elaborate ones and texting them to Lucifer. What, she knew who the best audience for novelty ice was.

[ooc: Open!]

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[okteiviakom]

Eric, please, don't make Octavia look down again.

(She did, in fact, look down again. Briefly.)

"They're not that special."

[texted3times]

Eric gasped theatrically. "I'm wounded."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia looked predictably unmoved. "I have abs at home."

Was good muscle definition a side perk of immortality?

[texted3times]

They had all the time in the world to hit the gym!

"Mine are better," Eric proclaimed.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia sighed. It didn't sound like agreement.

"Shouldn't you be trying to sleep with someone right now?"

[texted3times]

"Who says I'm not?" Eric said with a grin.

[okteiviakom]

"Anyone who knows I have two people at home and no room for a third."

Look, yes, maybe the only thing holding her back was that she was in a closed relationship. He could have that one for free.

[texted3times]

Eric's eyes twinkled at her because he had more than a healthy ego. "I wouldn't want to come third, anyway."