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Aug. 25th, 2019 06:54 pm
betterthanaplan: ((self) satisfied)
[personal profile] betterthanaplan
"Buddha says 'All good things come to those who wait.' With that in mind, leave me a message."

*beep*

Date: 2020-02-11 01:29 am (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([neu] second dawn sinner)
From: [personal profile] okteiviakom
"It's basic survival stuff, anyway," Octavia drawled. "Also shows the island we can ignore it for a while."

It would do no such thing.

Date: 2020-02-11 10:48 am (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([neu] new dawn fades)
From: [personal profile] okteiviakom
"Exactly."

Well, it was a nice thought, anyway.

Octavia looked up towards the treetops for a little moment. "Hey," she said then, tone a bit softer. "You... wanted to, too, even before the island started getting pushy about it, right?"

She was well aware he had way fewer hang-ups about this than she did. But checking in (and getting reassurance, though she'd be reluctant to admit that was a part of it) rarely seemed like a bad idea.

Date: 2020-02-11 02:12 pm (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([pos] downwardly amused maybe)
From: [personal profile] okteiviakom
Octavia's tiny bark of a laugh sounded pretty rough.

"Sorry."

She did not sound sorry.

Date: 2020-02-11 02:52 pm (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([pos] dumb boys)
From: [personal profile] okteiviakom
There was that.

Octavia snorted. "Kind of an unfortunate choice of words, snogon."

Date: 2020-02-11 03:09 pm (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([pos] oof)
From: [personal profile] okteiviakom
It was really too bad Octavia had made a private decision to maybe not tell him she loved him every time she particularly felt it. Because this was definitely one of those moments.

Even if she snorted again. "It's not my first time," she said, with some stray bit of wryness. "It's just been a long time."

And, you know. Just the one guy, even back then.

Date: 2020-02-11 03:48 pm (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([neu] i had a dream once)
From: [personal profile] okteiviakom
"Hot," Octavia replied, gently teasing because she could. Which was a good sign, really! Meant she was comfortable.

...Ish.

She sighed.

She really, really wanted to come over, to the point where she could practically feel his skin against hers, and his mouth on -- anyway. But she'd also put in a lot of effort towards not being a puppet for her urges today, just like she had the last two times, and even though things were different this time around... She wasn't ready to give in just yet.

Because she was a stubborn fool, sometimes. "It's only been a day," she said, after a long pause, sounding vaguely like she regretted it even as she said it. "I don't feel like giving in to the island yet."

Date: 2020-02-11 04:04 pm (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([neu] bright child)
From: [personal profile] okteiviakom
Octavia felt that sigh on a deeply personal level, and not at all in a pressuring way, just in... her own personal 'why am I like this?' kind of way.

She knew she was choosing to suffer, after all.

"And startle the wildlife worse," she replied, more idly than she felt. "At least Wednesday's going to be amazing."

Date: 2020-02-11 04:16 pm (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([neu] considering)
From: [personal profile] okteiviakom
Octavia's pause was a conspicuously long one. Sorry, she was just thinking about 'next level stuff' because her imagination was just way overactive today.

There was something a little gasp-like about her sharp inhale.

"... Okay I need to stop talking to you for now if I want to keep my shit together."

Date: 2020-02-11 04:34 pm (UTC)
okteiviakom: ([pos] downwardly amused maybe)
From: [personal profile] okteiviakom
Octavia was definitely going to be splashing some cold water from the stream on her face as soon as this call was done.

She gave a huff at his teasing, but she sounded like maybe she was smiling. "Yeah. You too, snogon."

Click.

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