[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=8dc73f]Amelia Payne[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTojj1OLJ5T4f77dGDefsPABUy66bkRd0RrN7KvzNO5QjJ6xT01sw[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b]Camp Mexico Beach: Quarantine (W: Conference Room)
[b]Skills:[/b] Basic Russian
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	It all had happened to fast and Amelia just like all the others hadn't expected for Tati to flip out on Ashton like that. At the sound of the punch, Amelia had jolted strongly, nearly knocking over the chair she was sitting on, as her head turned around to focus on the source, only to realize it was Tati, punching their leader until now right in the face. She had punched him good it seemed! Amelia was completely stunned for a moment, her body frozen in a position as if she was ready to jump out at someone, but the fact it was Tati as the culprit and Ash as the victim gave her a pause for thought. Then she started to hear the woman speak out in Russian. Amelia had some understanding on hte language by now as they traveled together for so long, so she was able to pick up on a few details in the speech.

	Tatiana's words struck Amelia's mind quite heavily as memories were ripped open from the confines she had tried to keep them until now, trying to forget from the fall of Newnan and the events just prior to it. Then there were things seh realized she was doing right now and about the way she was  thinking just moments prior. As the Tati's speech escalated, Amelia became increasingly distracted and lost focus of what was being said and understand it as she weakly sat down on her chair. She felt a little shaky right now and weak in the legs.[color=8dc73f][i]' I'm a terrible person...'[/i][/color] She though, recalling the way she was managing to stay completely unaffected by someone's supposed death. This was not what she wanted to be as a person, but under the effects of stress, nerves and trauma she had become just that. Now Tati's words had pulled the memories she was attempting to somewhat not recall back to the surface. What the woman was speaking about was true... fine... There was no way Ash was fine... Then again maybe not one of all of them was fine after all this time.

	She hid her face in her palms, but the very way the gesture was executed was one of distress, fatigue and hopelessness. She rubbed her eyes, free of a few tears that had managed to appear, recalling the images of Sana and hte others... she was one of those that had been executing the 'cleaning' after the tragedy... She wanted to speak out, to say something, but no words were forming in her mind, a mind still overtaken by the bad memories. She was shy and quiet, introverted and as such rarely spoke out, paranoia had only made her worse in this, when there were new people around and they were surrounded by unknown people... dangerous people. People who might be their deaths one day. The ones on guard duty didn't seem to be acting out.. so they were just looking how it will unfold. Riley tried to mend things up, only to be waved away by Ash, in a way that irked Amelia a little, but it also pained her cause she valued Ash a lot. He continued to act strong just as always.

	[color=8dc73f]" ... "[/color] She opened her to speak out, but there were no words to come out. She just needed to vanish right now, she had even forgotten the fact she had no hair anymore. Some memories hurt just that much.