http://need-no-moon.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] need-no-moon.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2010-06-27 07:15 pm
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Beach - Sunday Afternoon

Jacob was rapidly starting to hate this weather. Maybe the island should move to Antarctica or the North Pole or something. Wait no, the North Pole was melting too. Antarctica then. Where it was nice and chilly. He'd made a stop at Chilly Boulder and was now eating his ice cream on the beach. Even the sand felt almost too hot to his feet and as soon as the ice cream was finished, he was going to be in the water.

Stupid Summer.

[Open like beaches are sandy.]

[identity profile] give-areason.livejournal.com 2010-06-27 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"I strive to be unique," she said, very dryly.

[identity profile] give-areason.livejournal.com 2010-06-27 08:59 pm (UTC)(link)
She watched him for a moment before taking a seat on the sand. Back straight, ankles crossed, and contented herself with watching the ocean.

[identity profile] give-areason.livejournal.com 2010-06-27 09:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"Dress pants don't roll up very well," she replied, amused at his showing off. Untrained, but not unskilled.

What a waste.

[identity profile] give-areason.livejournal.com 2010-06-27 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"Arlight," she said. "How about 'I don't want to'."

[identity profile] give-areason.livejournal.com 2010-06-27 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Rosalind rolled her eyes to the sky and ignored him.

[identity profile] give-areason.livejournal.com 2010-06-27 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
She looked at him for a moment.

"Does my answer matter to you?"

[identity profile] give-areason.livejournal.com 2010-06-27 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"How would I know?" she scathed back. "Most of what you do makes little sense to me."

[identity profile] give-areason.livejournal.com 2010-06-27 09:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"I," she said crisply, "make perfect sense."

To herself.

"The dance was not intolerable."

[identity profile] give-areason.livejournal.com 2010-06-27 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"You had me for a dance," she pointed out. "Not as a date."

[identity profile] give-areason.livejournal.com 2010-06-27 10:07 pm (UTC)(link)
She rolled her eyes.

"Then, by all means, be proud of yourself."

[identity profile] give-areason.livejournal.com 2010-06-27 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"I like the ocean," she said, smiling very faintly. "I visit it frequently."

[identity profile] give-areason.livejournal.com 2010-06-27 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)
She looked at him like he was an idiot.

"Yes, though none so close to where I live."