WHO: Kennedy and OPEN TO ANYONE
WHAT: making her way into town
WHEN: nowish? Tuesday evening.
WHERE: right outside some Prescott Valley Hotel.
RATING: TBD
this was actually my sample, but I thought it would make a good start for an open thread

Kennedy had absolutely no idea what she was doing. Even as she made her way into town, she didn't know why she was here. Something was pulling her, calling her. Weird dreams, a general feeling in her gut during her waking hours - anyone else would have dismissed it all, but Kennedy had seen and been through enough to know better.

She shivered as she passed the welcome sign. She didn't know why, but there was something about this place. Only she did know why. It was the Hellmouth. It was Sunnydale. They could rebuild and slap a new name on it, but the place was still the same. She could feel it in her gut. She could try and convince herself the clenching in her gut was all about wondering if Willow would feel it, too, if she'd come face to face with her ex again, if she was ready, but deep down, Kennedy knew better. Something was brewing underneath her feet.

Kennedy's fists clenched at her sides as she moved through the town, searching for a place to stay. It wasn't evident in her appearance, but she still had her family's money and she headed towards what looked like a hotel.

She was ready. Whatever was coming, she knew she was ready to take it on.