[action] Heatwave! This is our island in the sun...

[waytobreakithero]

[ After falling asleep on the scratchy, kind of smelly, uncomfortable carpet in the strange "office", one usually doesn't expect to wake up somewhere completely different.

Certainly not a hotter, more tropical version of the Wounded Coast. But the sun and fresh air and increased space did wonders for her mood and ability to accept yet one more odd situation.

And that little device had come with her. More and more interesting. ]

A settlement, hm? Someone is certainly having fun at our expense. [ Stretches and begins to brush the sand from her hair. ] Still, this is much more entertaining. [ She looks up at the sky and salutes.

Then she tucks her gauntlets into her belt and loosens the collar of her armor as she begins her hike along the shoreline. Best to find out if she had been brought here alone, and what sort of people she would need to work with to not dehydrate or starve. ]

Anyone here? Hello? If you're thinking to ambush me, I'll have you know I'm secretly a dragon. Hopefully that will not deter you.

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[actlikealady]

[waking up fact-first in the one spot of cool sand all around was not her favorite experience. nor was it when she thought this time to check the communicator, and found its new message. nor was the realization that this time the task length would be six days]

[what next? a month? four? and it seems less likely this time that she will see her captors at the end of it. not when she doesn't remember sleeping, or any sensation of movement]

[Sif is sitting upright on the sand, her arms propped against her knees, gazing out at the ocean. it could be worse, she thinks. she could still be in that dreadful building...]

[her lips quirk up as she hears Hawke's voice calling out over the sand. lifting her own, shaking off the depression]

You should have mentioned being a dragon earlier.

[howbigcanitbe]

[Hellboy is sitting on the beach smoking a cigar. At Marian's request, he looks over.]

A dragon, huh?

[socrash]

[immediately pinged by:]

Dragon?

[who cares about this coconut sitting on the ground, that sounds way more interesting and Bart's dropping that coconut like it's hot (which it actually is) and zipping over until he's about three feet away from Hawke.]

Are you like a shapeshifting dragon? Because you don't look like a dragon right now.

[cleanedslate]

[ he had all these plans. he was going to stay up all night. he was going to trace the signal when it came in.

instead he just -- woke up abruptly on the beach, communicator beside him, job application nowhere to be seen, no memory of going to sleep or even closing his eyes.

it's not great. but he pushes himself upright eventually, and then he spends a minute or two staring down at the message on his communicator.

when she approaches, he doesn't even look up, just says ]

You can try to eat me, but I'm pretty sure you'd get indigestion.