Octavia Barlow
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Via sat beneath a shady tree just outside of the Shady Belle house the Van der Linde gang had made camp for a few days. She had her nose in a book like always, her knees drawn up as she poured over the pages. She looked up as footsteps approached her, sitting down at her side with a smile.
"Oh, hello, darling," She greets sweetly, her English accent alluring and lovely. A ray of sun plashes across her face, making her brown eyes appear more of an amber color.
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