It had been months since he first began dating Devin, and since he agreed with Jacob to give information in return for his secret being kept. To Jacob's credit, nobody know Octavius' secret. To most, he was simply that cocky, unbelievably handsome high-ranking soldier in the army, who was undeniably close to Jacob. They assumed that the private meetings were about training methods, or personal chat about how they were settling in. While such conversations took place from time to time, their main chats were about finding the important aliens Octavius knew and had information on. Of course the two chatted in a typically manly way, but the main focus of everyone's lives, other than survival, was to get revenge on the aliens. Given Octavius
was one and knew a wealth of information on his former colleagues and friends, he was expected to tell all he knew.
And he did. He had absolutely no feelings for most the aliens. His family had exiled him, and then decided that exile wasn't enough - they had spent months and years trying to track him down, to bring him back and keep him imprisoned for as long as he could manage it would losing his sanity. Why on earth would he feel any sympathy for them? Dating Devin did, admittedly, make him feel sympathetic t the human cause. They had arrived on the planet and proceeded to kill without explanation - the humans had every right to be angry, and Octavius truly wanted to help them... mostly because he got his own revenge back on them, and doing this meant he could be with Devin
and Jacob would keep him alive. It had its benefits, being on the human side.
The main benefit was being able to be with Devin. He hadn't felt anything for anyone like this before. He was an alien, but he had felt sexual desire before, that was natural. He had slept with humans, but felt nothing but that desire. There was never any substance, or true romance-- until meeting the spunky, feisty girl he had first assumed he could use for protection in numbers, but slowly and earnestly fell in love with her. Keeping who and what he was wasn't too hard to do. He made casual excuses not to take off his shirt in the day, or take showers with her, and when they had sex, the lights were always off and he always made sure to tug his shirt on before dropping to sleep. He had done this for months now, and it meant his secret was kept safe while also maintaining a normal, happy, content and loving relationship with his girlfriend. If he had to choose a side, he would choose to be wherever Devin was - that was how deeply he had fallen for her. He often likened their relationship to magnets - unquestionably attracted to one another, and destined to meet. Corny, sure, but he enjoyed teasing her like that, especially when they had company. There was nothing better than seeing Devin flush in bashful embarrassment.
However, despite the four living in the house having grown closer over the months (obviously, Devin and Octavius being the ones who had bonded together the most), they often had a fifth guest. A young girl by the name of Grace, who had arrived into Old Town ten months ago. For the most part, she was incredibly ghost-like. She was shy, quiet and rarely spoke. In fact, many hardly noticed she was around because of her meekness... though it was difficult to understand why she was so overlooked, when she was astoundingly beautiful. She did live up to her name - she was graceful and entirely youthful in her fresh beauty, but apparently, most failed to notice she was around because she was so shy.
Shy she may be, but she did harbour terrible secrets. One being that she was an alien. She had arrived to the town, pretending to be human and managing to be allowed in simply because those perverted an sexist guards thought she was too young to check over like they had done with Devin. Little did they realise that, despite appearing 17 or 18 years of age, she was well over 50 years of age. Perhaps it was obvious if people thought about it, given her almost inhuman beauty, but, like Octavius, nobody thought it possible of someone so sweetly silent.
The second secret was who she was - Octavius' little sister. She wasn't... exactly known to Jacob or the others in the Town, simply because her silence and her shyness had meant that, out of her many brothers and sisters, she was one who was rarely ever seen. Of course, Octavius recognised her the moment she showed up, but seeing his baby sister look so frightened and scared, he took her under his wing and began to be a big brother to her again, especially after learning that she had escaped her parents because she couldn't stand what they, and the other aliens, were doing. He didn't and couldn't hate Grace. She was one of his siblings who he actually liked - she wasn't cruel or mean, and she wasn't a killer. No human could hate her if they got to know her, but nobody
would give her a chance if they know who and what she was.
And her third secret? Potentially, one of the most personal. The young girl, despite how quiet and often overlooked she was, was currently pregnant. Devin and Octavius may not have provided some half-breed baby together (it was all a lie, after all) but Grace
was, and rumours had spread like wildfire around the place to work out just who she had slept with. The truth, nobody would have ever guessed - Jacob. The man was much older than her in appearance (in reality, they were the same age), and he had children who looked older than her,
and he was married. However, none of that had stopped them striking up an affair over the course of the months, with Grace falling hard and deeply in love with the leader... even if she had to show him that love in private and shrouded in secrecy. When she wasn't with him, though, she was at the home with the four, as she was that day.
Nervously smiling towards Devin after poking her head from the bathroom, having begged Gem to have a bath before her, she tied a towel around her hair and exited the bathroom smelling sweetly of the rose perfume Jacob had found for her. "I... didn't take all the hot water-- I tried not to! I-I... sorry," apologised the mousy girl as she tightened her dressing gown around herself, her hands immediately reaching to hold her large bump. Being with Jacob was the one thing that relaxed her, but having their baby kick and move about was a good substitute for his presence. "...Where's Octavius? I-I... He said he would take me for a walk around the town, said it'd do me and the baby some good..."