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Octavia Blake (ง︡’-‘︠)ง ([personal profile] grounds) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2016-03-22 10:13 am

video ; action (on the wonderduck)

Who: Octavia Blake
Broadcast: Everyone
Action: Wonderduck
When: Afternoon of the 21st

[It's been a few days since she went unconscious for no good reason, but when she wakes up, Octavia has no real grasp on the concept of time thanks to a three month trip back home. Somehow.

The process goes from slow to alarmingly fast quicker than she could draw her sword. She shoots up in bed, not realizing she's in the med bay on her ship, eyes darting around like a cornered animal.]


Lincoln?! [Of course her comm is on the table beside the bed recording every moment.

Octavia all but leaps off the cot, blanket falling away to reveal a new tattoo on her arm going part way up her neck. It only takes a moment for the blood to rush to her head, forcing her to sit back down with more force than she cares for. She places a hand to her head as all of it-- the fleet and home-- come rushing back.]


Dammit! [She lashes out, she needs to, kicking at the table beside her, giving the broadcast a shaky view before it settles to show her sitting on the bed with her head in her hands. Now she knows it's on.]

Dammit. How long was I out?
digthefuzz: (sizing things up coyly)

Action

[personal profile] digthefuzz 2016-04-19 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
Whoa! You must really have an appetite...! [He looks on in surprise as she snatches all the pizzas. He's not necessarily hungry, though, so he's not sure if he'll try to reclaim one of them. Rather, he just sits himself down in that desk chair, with the laziest posture as he faces her.]

So, uh, hey.