Who: Rusty Beck and Octavia Blake What: Random encounter/Match Up Where: Hinkles When: Saturday Afternoon Warnings: Not likely Status: Closed
Octavia was still nursing wounds from the fight night, though the damage she'd taken there didn't compare to the beatings she'd taken on the ground. It was good exercise for her, even if she'd been distracted by watching Murphy, and hadn't done as well as she would have liked. Murphy had gotten through several rounds, though, and she was damn proud of him.
It was still weird to be on good terms with him. Back home, on the ground, he wasn't the most trustworthy, and honestly she tried not to interact with him too much. Here, though, things were very different. He was raising her daughter, for one thing. Not that she had any claim to Aurie, nor would she ever try to take the little one from Murphy.
She pushed those thoughts from her mind and headed into Hinkles. Of course it was the lunch rush, she hadn't even paid attention to the time. She groaned at the fact the place was packed. "Does everyone eat every meal at this place?" she muttered to no one in particular, though there was someone very near to where she was.