Jack stood at the docks, sitting casually atop a thick beam. It was one of many, between which thick ropes were strung as a makeshift partition between the boardwalk and the sea.

She'd been summoned here by a text, innocent enough, from one blonde power-swapper-- summoned to Montauk Point, where she was presently freezing her ass off thanks to the sea breeze that cut through her hoodie. The docks for the ferry were nearby. Ironically, very close to where Jack had caught the ferry to Devon's Plum Island Facility. They weren't heading to that island today, however. They were going to Block Island.

It was Jack's own fault that she was freezing her ass off, really. She'd been anxious about being late, making Emma wait, or missing a transfer, so she'd taken a bus two time slots earlier than necessary. Much to her chagrin, there was no cafe to hole herself up in or take shelter from the coastal breeze within.

So she was there, sitting on the docks, looking like a fool.

Most people were giving her a relatively wide berth, but she did not mind. She was carefully skimming the crowd for the familiar head of wavy blond hair. She then glanced down at her phone, quadruple-checking the text that'd delineated their rendezvous plans. Meet at the docks at 9:00 for the 9:30 ferry to Block Island, for a day full of cutesy, touristy things.

Was this a date? It felt like a date. Jack was no good when it came to this stuff. She huffed and re-pocketed her phone.

Emma woke up early to get ready for the day. She had picked out something cute, but still within normal wear, which just meant that she put on a more low cut and tight fitting t-shirt. She still wore her leather jacket and jeans with some decent hiking boots on. She had plans for the date she was going on with Jack today and wanted to be well equipped. She curled her hair into some nice waves and brought a bag with a couple big bottles of water, some snacks, and a big blanket, in case they wanted to take a break and sit down somewhere.

She wanted to make a good impression today. She hadn't specifically asked Jack on a date for today, but it's kinda what she intended when she set the meeting up today through text. She also left some details in the text ambiguous so that she could surprise Jack with their activities.

Emma finally got finished with everything and left her apartment with plenty of time to get to the ferry docks. She took a cab for most of the way and then walked the rest. She stopped and grabbed them both something warm to drink before heading to the dock area. When she got to the docks, it was about a quarter until 9 and she could already see Jack sitting on a partition waiting for her. Emma smiled as she grew closer to her, hopefully soon to be, sexy lady.

Emma smiled as she saw Jack. She was always happy when she got to see her. As Emma approached Jack, she handed her the blanket and warm beverage. "How long have you been here? You look kinda cold. I hope you haven't been here freezing your butt off and waiting too long for me.", Emma said as she pulled the blanket closer around Jack and rubbed her thigh as if to try and warm her. "Are you ready to have some fun today? Hopefully it won't feel as cold on the island or the winds will die down soon.", Emma said excitedly.

Emma sipped on her coffee and stayed there with Jack until it was time to ride the ferry.

The prawn stood with her arms tightly crossed, eyes squinted off in the direction of the stationary ferry, her back to the approaching blond. How the Hell was it this freezing at this time of the year. She did, however, here the other woman's approach, and turned first her head, then her shoulders, then altogether, to face the other woman. An involuntary chirp of delight escaped the creature.

"Not long," Jack clicked. That was a lie. A soft, delighted look crept into her lavender eyes, as she surveyed the proffered blanket and beverage each, in-turn, "I'n okay, honest." Another lie. But the prawn was drawing the blanket around her shoulders, which was evidence to the contrary. And there was Emma, so close, so petite, so warm. Freshly warm from the taxi-ride there. A flush crept into Jack's face, and the prawn glanced towards the water again, bashful. Carefully she brought the beverage to her lips, and was greeted by the taste of a very strong tea. This earned a pleased hum.

"You really sought uzz e'ery-sing," the prawn complimented Emma, using her free primary arm (whose hand presently clasped the blanket), to draw Emma in to enjoy the heat, "I shoulda had a 'lanket already."

The prawn rubbed the blonde's shoulder genially.

"How was duh ride o'er? Alright?"

Emma smiled at Jack, sipping on her coffee some as Jack brought her close to her. She was so excited for the plans that she had for her date with Jack. She looked out at the water and could see the ferry coming. They would only have to wait a few more minutes.

Jack seemed very pleased with Emma and her ability to remember all/any necessary items for a trip. What Jack didn't know was that Emma had planned this out rather extensively so she made a list of all the things she thought they might need. She wanted it to be perfect and a hike wouldn't be enjoyable if you ran out of water or didn't bring snacks along.

So when Jack mentioned it, Emma just smiled and said, "I try to be prepared. Especially when I'm planning a date for a beautiful lady that I want to impress." Emma smirked and blushed, slightly. She leaned over and began lightly kissing the area on Jack that she could reach. Just a few to show Jack her affection for her.

When Jack asked about her ride over, Emma replied, "It was good, but not as good as getting here and seeing that you decided to come. My heart leapt with excitement when I saw you sitting here, waiting for me."

After a few moments, Emma nudged Jack gently and said, "Oh hey, look the ferry's here."

>> "I try to be prepared. Especially when I'm planning a date for a beautiful lady that I want to impress."

Even though Jack might look the part of a confident, capable romantic partner, in some ways she was just like a bumbling high schooler in their first real relationship, especially when the romance was as new and uncharted as this one. Emma's remark earned a quiet, bewildered look. This was a date? A real date? Underneath the chitinous scales of her face, Jack began to radiate heat.

"I'n hardly ss-unctional, so it's easy to in-ress nee, I sink," the prawn mustered a modest response. Any further rambling excuse was quelled when Emma nestled her face against the prawn.  With the shell and the layers of clothes, it was impossible to tell that Emma was kissing her. (The poor thing might have came up to Jack's sternum when the prawn stood fully upright, so any kisses would have found sleeve- clad arms or chest.)

>> "It was good, but not as good as getting here and seeing that you decided to come. My heart leapt with excitement when I saw you sitting here, waiting for me... Oh hey, look the ferry's here."

"Hmm..." Jack said distractedly. She wasn't looking at the ferry-- she was watching Emma, the look of confusion never really diminishing. The prawn nursed another sip of tea, carefully shedding the blanket-- Heaven forbid the blanket snag on one of her spines on the walk over. Jack draped the blanket over Emma's shoulders, nuzzling the side of her face with a quick,  "Duh tea's real good, sank you... wanna head o'er dere?"

Emma pulled the blanket around her shoulders, smiled at Jack, and said, "You're very welcome, Hun. And sure, let's meander over to the ferry. How's the past few days been for you? I hope they've been going well."

Emma started walking to the ferry, wanting to carry on conversation. She wanted to keep her plans mostly secret, but she would have to see how much she could actually hold in, considering her excitement. As Emma walked, she was thankful for the hot cup of coffee warming her hands and face as she drank it.

She looked over at Jack with the smile that never seemed to leave her face. Then she casually reached over and held one of Jack's hands as they walked. If anyone did give her any odd looks about her affection, Emma didn't notice and didn't care. She was happy to show off her affection. If anybody had a problem with it, Emma would cheerfully and promptly tell them that they could kiss her ass.

They finally reached the ferry, got their passes and waited to be carried over to Block Island. She found a nice bench area inside a viewing area for them to sit together, out of the cold. "So what's one thing that you'd like to do when we get to Block Island? Outside of the other things that I may have planned for us.", Emma said with a light chuckle.