Who:Mirror!Jake and Mirror!Octavia What: Living in he Mirror World Where: Mirror!Madison When: Evening Warnings: Potential violence and such, will update as needed Status: Closed
Octavia had arrived in Madison roughly a month earlier. Not long, yet long enough to establish herself as someone who didn't fool around. She took no prisoners, instead killing anyone and anything that got in her way. She was a trained warrior after all, Indra's Second, a recognised fighter of the Grounder Army.
She'd fought hard for the title, she'd earned the respect of the born and bred fighters she fought along side back home. She could only assume they would be proud of the life she'd built for herself in Madison, a place as lawless as the ground where she'd been. Actually, it was even more lawless, more brutal, less organised, and leadership, true leadership, was nonexistent. There was no commander, no Army to speak of, only individuals and small factions who staked their claim.
Octavia was just another warrior fighting for her piece of the city. That couldn't be done without a few allies. One of her most trusted was Jake. He looked like Murphy, if Murphy hadn't been kicked in the teeth more times than anyone could count. Jake was a pretty boy. But he was Octavia's pretty boy.
"I'm hungry," she told him. The question was, what would he do about it?