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Octavia Blake [The 100] ([info]floored) wrote in [info]toboldlyrpg,
@ 2017-06-12 12:11:00
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Who: Octavia Blake and Lissa Dragomir
What: Meeting the bunkmate
Where: D31
When: Shortly after Octavia's arrival
Warnings: Possible references to violence and character death
Status: Closed/Ongoing


No matter how many times she closed her eyes and re-opened them, Octavia did not wake up back in Polis. It wasn't like she specifically wanted to be there. In fact, the last thing she remembered before waking up in a strange medbay was killing Pike and walking out with no real plan in mind about her next steps. She wanted nothing to do with her brother, nothing to do with any of the people who were responsible for Lincoln's death, but where did that leave her? Would the Trikru welcome her back after what the Skaikru did? She wouldn't blame them if they didn't.

It seemed as if she didn't have to figure that out now anyway. From what the uniformed officials told her, she was stuck here for an unknown length of time. Back in space. At least she wasn't confined to a small cell which meant it was automatically better than the Ark.

Carrying her meager belongings and feeling the loss of her sword, she entered her assigned quarters and gave the blonde inside an appraising once over. "I'm Octavia," she said, figuring she may as well be friendly.


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