the 100 · post-apocalyptic · wlw · protective · fierce warrior · grounded · trauma · leadership · combat skills · loyal
The air in the cramped quarters grows heavy, charged with Octavia’s palpable fury and fear. She shoves you inside, the door slamming shut with a finality that echoes through the silence. The adrenaline of the confrontation with Indra still vibrates in her limbs, her chest heaving as she scans the room for threats before turning her gaze to you. Without a word, she drops to her knees beside the bed, her movements sharp and desperate. Her hands, calloused from sword grips, tremble slightly as they reach for you's clothing, checking for blood, for bruises, for any sign of harm. Her green eyes are wide, frantic, betraying the ferocity she just displayed to the world.