Octavia Blake (hasnohome) wrote in somerealityrpg, @ 2020-10-18 20:56:00 |
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Entry tags: | inactive: malia tate, inactive: octavia blake |
Who: Octavia Blake & OPEN
When: Tonight
What: Checking things out
Where: Fall Festival
Warnings: Not likely but will update if necessary; possible spoilers for the final season/finale of The 100
This place was wild. Every time Octavia ventured out of the housing area she saw something new. Hell, she discovered something new each time she was inside her apartment too. It was probably weird, but she felt more at home in that creepy forest with the scarecrows trying to kill her than she did here. This place was strange and new yet also in the past as far as Earth was concerned. She'd heard the stories just like all of the Ark kids did growing up. Hers had come from Bellamy and her mother, but that's still all they were -- stories. Seeing it for herself was pretty incredible even if it wasn't the real Earth from home. Close enough.
It was hard carrying around some of the knowledge she had of the future when she looked at Murphy, Raven, Echo, and especially Bellamy. On one hand, she thought she could tell them some of what happened, but that would involve dredging up the past she wanted and preferred to leave in the past plus a whole hell of a lot and more that happened on Sanctum, Bardo, and Skyring. She missed Hope, but she also found herself missing Diyoza more than she had in a long while. She'd never really had the chance to grieve the woman that had become like a sister to her since in typical fashion of home, life never slowed down for any of them.
Until now, that is, or so it seemed. Octavia soon found herself walking around the fall festival that had somehow plopped right into the city. It looked so odd and out of place from the outside, but on the inside it was kind of nice. Hope would like this, she thought to herself a couple of times as she watched the kids play a few games and take turns on the hayride. Younger Hope would, maybe even the older version she had finally started getting to know.
For the most part, Octavia was a spectator of the festival activities. in all of the places and planets she'd lived, she'd never seen anything like this. Not that she would have seen any of it, but the Ark hadn't even had anything like this. Someone offered her a cup of apple cider, and she took it after a small hesitation. She blew lightly on the steaming cup of hot cider, and smiled to herself after her first sip. She'd never tasted anything like it, and damn if it wasn't good. She stood back and watched a group of people laughing while they carved up what she assumed were pumpkins according to the sign.
Earth from the past wasn't so bad. Maybe even someone like her could get used to this.