#ft. octavia

[groundborn]

location: polis timeline: present tagging: @radioactivebutterfly

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐅 the rare times that delta felt like she could relax. most people here wanted to have a good time, and that meant no one was going to go digging into her life. through all the people, though, she found someone that she recognized, someone that maybe she could trust. 

delta made her way over to the young woman and put her hand gently on her shoulder. “octavia?” she asked. “i’m not sure if you remember me; we met through lincoln.”

[encctor]

back in south park, the monopoly on skateboarding hadn’t been practical ten months out of the year, with the snow and ice on the ground, and not a lot of people had ever picked it up. things seemed to be much different in washington, and that’s how a fully nineteen year old kyle had found himself on a skateboard for the first time in years, fully in a helmet, elbow pads, knee pads, and gloves. there was no good space to do it around the resort, and he’d taken himself to the park. he was pretty sure that he was getting the hang of it, rolling down the sidewalk, when the wheels caught a lifted piece of pavement and kyle was sent skidding to the ground. “...you didn’t see that, right?”

@lcnleyhearts​ for octavia