Sam sat on the roof of some building that she'd decided to spend the night on. It wasn't because she was destitute, or because she was poor -the money for relocation of imprisoned conduits was still sitting in her bank- it was because she liked the sky too much to waste the chance to spend an extra day outside. Sam stretched out and gathered her stuff, some blood bags with her name on them, a black hoodie, and a wallet that she'd found on the bus. She left most of the cards and junk with the driver, but kept the twenty dollars for herself. She didn't have an easy way to access her money at the moment. She'd have to get one, naturally, but she'd spent the years since Curdian Cay shut down just wandering.

She wandered up and down the country, just seeing what all she could see. Everything was so bright and shiny, or when it wasn't clean was dirty and real. She just loved that it didn't only reach five feet in every direction and was some kind of in between. She loved that she felt grounded in reality, that when she opened her eyes in the morning she wasn't hooked up to a machine that would fill with red liquid and fall back asleep as soon as she'd woken up. It wasn't a pleasant experience.

When she'd finally decided to stop wandering, the last place she decided to be in was New York City. It did not disappoint in the least. She peered over the side of the building to see people flying around and driving. There wasn't anything that she'd heard about Conduits and humans fighting each other. It was harmony, and it was peaceful. Sam was tempted to just Plasma shift down, but that would startle the norms. Conduits being normal or not, a blob of blood descending from a rooftop just was too disturbing. So instead she moved across to the next rooftop, crossing quickly across the city.

She barely realized that sirens were going off around her. A tornado was rampaging through the town. From the looks of it, it might have some conduit influence. She quickly dashed over to check out the situation. She might not be able to do much with all the wind, but at least she could try to help. She managed to get behind some guy who was trying to decide whether or not to help. "Would you mind if I joined you? I'd help, but..." she shrugged her shoulders. "My power would be kind of useless."