The Return

Part 4.5 | Bardo Time Everybody! Part 1

"Hate it when I call you that, well deal with it." Raven said as she let go of Murphy.

She started to walk back to her work area.

"Alright now let me work." Raven said

"Aye aye captain." Murphy said saluting to Raven before he left.

He heard Raven chuckle a bit as he walked away.

As he normally does, he decided to go annoy someone else. His next victim of annoyance... Octavia, he knew she could kill him but he didn't really care all that much. With everyone back on Sanctum there wasn't many people to annoy... and he knew Indra wouldn't react and also knew that Clarke would gouge his eyes out without a second thought... so Octavia it was.

He walked over to the fighting pit where he saw Indra sharpening her sword.

"You know guns will work better against the sheep right?" He said to Indra pointing at her sword.

"Maybe... but it's always good to go back to your roots." Indra said without looking up from what she was doing.

"Well I don't know how accurate that is, especially when the sheep have invisibility masks and machine guns. I don't know how well your "roots" will hold up." Murphy said.

"Guess we'll have to wait and see..." Indra said standing up as she walked over to him.

"Ha I guess so." Murphy said as she closed the distance between them.

"What do you want Murphy?" Indra said as she swiftly put the sword to his throat.

"Um um Indra... I jus- just wanted to know, Ow where Octavia was." Murphy stuttered out.

Indra pushed the blade a bit harder into his neck.

"She's outside, she doesn't like to be in here." Indra said slowly pulling the sword off of his throat.

"Huh surprising... would've thought she loved being in the room where she used murder as entertainment." Murphy said wiping the little drops of blood on his neck away.

Indra swiftly turns around and puts her sword back on Murphy's neck.

Murphy let's out a slight grimace in pain.

"Looks like my "roots" should hold up after all." Indra said with a smirk as she took the sword off Murphy's throat once again.

Murphy walked outside to talk to Octavia. He was still a little scared but he tried to hide it.

He found Octavia wrapped in a blanket sitting on a log in front of the fire.

"Mind if I join you?" He asked

"Do I really have a choice?" Octavia said as she snapped a twig and threw it into the fire.

"No... not really." Murphy said as he sat down on the log with a sigh.

Octavia must have noticed the blood on his neck because she let out a small laugh.

"Clarke do that to you?" Octavia said pointing at his wound with a smile on her face.

"Indra actually." Murphy said as he wiped the remaining blood on the sleeve of his shirt.