fandomtownies | The Beach, Friday Afternoon

Emily was at the beach, in what sooner or later was going to turn her usual spot. Maybe. It was a nice place with not too much people where she could just stop thinking for a while and sink her feet into the currently freezing water. Emily's definition of a 'nice time' really had some differences with most people, apparently. It also served as a good time and place to think about what she had been doing recently; apparently the radio broadcast of the last time she was around placed a Jack Frost in the scene, but Emily didn't see or hear anyone. She maybe felt something out of place, but thinking back to that time she found it impossible to recreate the feeling from that moment.

She knew of a Jack Frost, although she hadn't thought about it for a long, long time, and now that the name was there again, Emily had started to think of just how many things could happen in Fandom. Still, it was too simple to just accept the Jack Frost she had heard as a little girl had anything to do with this, or that the radio wasn't just messing with her; Emily wanted more evidence.

For the moment though, it was the waves and herself alone. She might even go and look for people to talk later.

[ Open, of course. ]