[h2][color=red]Wednesday[/color][/h2][hr][hider=Chaos Chaos - Do You Feel It?][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pTA0DSfrGZ0[/youtube][/hider][hr]

Arrivals always came... once or twice a month. These days, rarely more than once. But when she had been brought in, they always came in twice a month, and by the dozens.

But that was a while ago.

Wednesday might've been a bit rough around the edges, but she wasn't completely heartless. There was [i]always[/i] someone waiting for the newbies on the beach. Usually with full intent on taking advantage of them. If they didn't end up dead, those who fell to that fate usually ended up at Site Vidan. She didn't want to make her problem there any larger than it already was.

It wasn't hard to chase off most of the scum and other refuse that gathered on the beach. Most people on this island knew her or knew [i]of[/i] her. She was, after all, one of the very few third-year inmates on the island. Most people knew what she had done, or at least what she was capable of. The war on superhumans had covered it's fair share of her crimes. So after she made her arrival the temperature in the air had just about dropped and most of those from Vidan, Aber, or the forests themselves had scampered off. The forests were dangerous here. Some people had lost their minds and wandered the woods, others had succumbed to the need to survive by any means necessary.

She had seen some things on this island. While she was certainly not a self defined kind individual, she didn't want to make her life any more difficult. If that meant pointing the newcomers in the right direction, then so be it.

But that didn't mean she was going to walk out onto the beach to meet them. She'd let them come to her. Just past the forest edge, on the dunes she planted her improvised machete into the dirt and sat down in fairly plane view of the new arrivals. These people were likely going to be scared, confused, and generally heavily agitated. To make matters worse, if they were on this island it meant that they were superhuman and had the ability to inflict serious harm upon themselves, others, and most importantly- her. She was [i]not[/i] about that. She was in no rush, and they would no doubt come to her soon enough. She'd wait all day if she had to.

It's not like the heat bothered her.