Emma's New York -- Abandoned Lower Level Under the 42nd Street Station -- Manhattan. Sunday Evening

They'd gotten back to Fandom fairly early, so Emma had headed out again the moment she'd unpacked.

A quick change of clothes and a portal later, Emma was in New York. Her New York, and some of the tension that even her trip to the Bahamas hadn't been able to remove slowly eased from her shoulders.

( It felt...good, being back. Avoiding the other pickpockets, stealing a hot dog from one of her favorite vendors, counting out her change at the bodega, jumping the turnstile, and eventually making her way down into the long-forgotten tunnels that she and Hank called home. )

[OOC: Establishy, NFI, NFB due to distance.]

Emma's New York -- Abandoned Lower Level Under the 42nd Street Station -- Manhattan. Sunday Evening

They'd gotten back to Fandom fairly early, so Emma had headed out again the moment she'd unpacked.

A quick change of clothes and a portal later, Emma was in New York. Her New York, and some of the tension that even her trip to the Bahamas hadn't been able to remove slowly eased from her shoulders.

( It felt...good, being back. Avoiding the other pickpockets, stealing a hot dog from one of her favorite vendors, counting out her change at the bodega, jumping the turnstile, and eventually making her way down into the long-forgotten tunnels that she and Hank called home. )

[OOC: Establishy, NFI, NFB due to distance.]