fandomtownies | The Beach, Friday Morning

The singing at the dorms was atrocious. And really not something anyone needed when they were planning a rescue operation of sorts with the time ticking away. So, Isabelle had shuffled Flick and his ever-present laptop (ever-present in the last week anyway) into town for breakfast, and had then taken her leave for a breath of fresh air and a lack of singing.

Her aimless walking had taken her to the beach, where she was standing now, looking out towards the horizon. Her heels were off, neatly set down next to her, and her toes were digging into the sand. Just one more way to feel grounded, especially since she hadn't managed more than about fifteen minutes in the gym this morning. She knew there wasn't much in Flick's world that could scare her, and that her little guard mission would go just fine even if any thugs showed up. That didn't mean she wasn't a little on edge because of it.

A moment, and she gathered up some of the skirt of her dress so she could walk into the water without getting it wet. She wasn't very good at just standing still for any extended periods of time.

[ooc: Open beach/post! Flick modded with permission.]